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T29019 ONE Night at ten o'Clock, / As I a reading sat, Roxburghe Ballads Editor None None None None Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 3: 602 Jack Tar's Return, ?-?

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ONE Night at ten oClock, As I a reading sat, Letters of old I had received from my dear Sailor Jack, Somebody at the door, like a Jack Tar did roar, Which drove my poor senses, I cannot tell where. I arose with the shock, and did the door unlock, Such a fine sight sure, my eyes did behold, Trowsers as white as snow, buckles down to the toe, With a flashy curld gee, and his hat lacd with gold. Then I did stand and view, strait in my arms he flew, Giving me a kiss, far sweeter than rue; He smelt of tar and lookd so smart, he revivd my heart, There was nothing, no nothing, my mind to bring too. Then to delight me more, straight in my apron sure, Then he began to throw, handfuls of gold. Saying I will you deck, with a gold chain about your neck, For I have saild with Rodney, with courage so bold. Then come each lad and lass, drink off a flowing glass, And drink a health to the lads, that are at sea, God send them again, unto their native home, O what a comfort and, that will be.