We go walking on the green grass
Thus, thus, thus,
Come all you pretty fair maids,
Come walk along with us.
So pretty and so fair
As you take yourself to be,
I'll choose you for a partner,
Come walk along with me.

We go walking on the green grass
Thus, thus, thus.

I would not be a blacksmith
That smuts his nose and chin,
I'd rather be a sailor-boy
That sails thro' the wind.
Sailor-boy, sailor-boy,
Sailor-boy for me,
If ever I get married
A sailor's wife she'll be.