Her father's drawn her by both hands,
⁠He's rent her gown from her,
He's ta'en the smock round her body,
⁠Cast in the sea-water.

The captain's drawn her by both sides
⁠Out of the fair green sea;
"Stand up, stand up, thou May Janet,
⁠And come to the war with me."

The first town they came to
⁠There was a blue bride-chamber;
He clothed her on with silk
⁠And belted her with amber.

The second town they came to
⁠The bridesmen feasted knee to knee;
He clothed her on with silver,
⁠A stately thing to see.

The third town they came to
⁠The bridesmaids all had gowns of gold;
He clothed her on with purple,
⁠A rich thing to behold.

The last town they came to
⁠He clothed her white and red,
With a green flag either side of her
⁠And a gold flag overhead.