O bonny lass, will you lie in a barrack

'O say, my sweet Nan, can you lie in a hammock,

'While mountain-seas rage, can you swing in a hammock,

'As the winds roar aloft, and rude billows dash o'er us,

'Can my Nancy sleep soundly amid the wild chorus?'

"O yes! my dear Jack! I can lie in a hammock,

"While the mountain-seas rage, can sleep sound in a hammock,

"Rude billows will rock me when love smiles to cheer me; --

"If thy slumber's sweet, Jack, no dangers can fear me!"

'But say! if at night the sad cry comes for wearing,

'The breakers a-head, and the boatswain loud swearing;

'While the main-yard dips deep, and white billows break o'er us,

'Will my Nancy not shrink, then, amid the dread chorus?'

"O no! my dear lad, when these dangers are near me,

"My Jack's kindly whispers will soothe me -- will cheer me;

"A kiss snatch'd in secret amid the dread horror,

"Will hush the rude chorus, and still ev'ry terror!"

To be sung by both at the same time

'Come! come, then, dear Nan! let us swing in a hammock!

'While mountain-seas dash round, sleep sound in our hammock!

'With love such as thine, who would dread war or weather!

'While we live, we shall love! -- when we fall! -- fall together!'

"Come! come, then, dear Jack, let us swing in a hammock!

"While mountain-seas dash round, sleep sound in our hammock!

"With love such as thine, who would dread war or weather!

"While we live, we shall love! -- when we fall -- fall together!"