Charles Dibdin

His form was of the manliest beauty,
His heart was kind and soft,
Faithful, below, he did read more

His form was of the manliest beauty,
His heart was kind and soft,
Faithful, below, he did his duty;
But now he's gone aloft.

There's a sweet little cherub that sits up aloft,
To keep watch for the life of poor Jack.

There's a sweet little cherub that sits up aloft,
To keep watch for the life of poor Jack.

In every mess I find a friend,
In every port a wife.

In every mess I find a friend,
In every port a wife.

For they say there's a Providence sits up aloft
To keep watch for the life of poor Jack.

For they say there's a Providence sits up aloft
To keep watch for the life of poor Jack.

For though his body's under hatches,
His soul has gone aloft.

For though his body's under hatches,
His soul has gone aloft.