Lloyd - Oh Shepherd Or The Sheep Are In The Wilderness

Oh Shepherd Or The Sheep Are In The Wilderness A handsome young sailor to London came down He'd been paid off his ship in old Liverpool town They asked him his name and he answered them, "Quite I belong to a family called nine times a night" Well a handsome young widow who still wore her weeds Her husband had left her his money and deeds Resolved she was on her conjugal rights And to soften her sorrows with nine times a night So she's called to her serving maids Ann and Amelia To keep a watch out for this wonderful sailor And if ever he happened to chance in their sight To bring her fond tidings of nine times a night She was favored by fortune the very next day These two giggling saw him coming their way They've rushed up the stairs full of amorous delight Crying, "There comes that sailor with his nine times a night" She's jumped out of bed and she's pulled on her clothes And straight to the hall door like lightening she goes She's looked him once over and gave him a smack And the bargain was struck: no more sailing for Jack The wedding was over, the bride tolled the bell Jack trimmed her sails five times and that pleased her well She vowed to herself she was satisfied quite But she still gives sly hints about nine times a night Says Jack, "My dear bride, you mistook me quite wrong I said to that family I did belong Nine times a night's a bit hard for a man I couldn't do it myself, but me sister she can" recorded by Frankie Armstrong who learned it from AL Lloyd filename[ NINETIME SF