Betty On The Jetty Poem by Tom Billsborough

Betty on the jetty
Waiting for her sailor man.
White sails in the distance
Betty with her pram.

Billy's words, they are a' ringing
In her lovely little ears
Words of love she is singing
As the tall ship nears.

How he spoke them, O so softly
To her pretty little face
You're the only girl for me
Within the human race.

And he said them to Dolores
O so sweetly in her lingo
With her he took his ease
In the port of Valparaiso.

There was Jenny, lovely Jenny
Her eyes a hazel brown.
She was his only one, you see
In New Bedford town!

Naughty Billy, naughty Billy
He really got around.
Many babies did he father
The dirty little hound.

Betty on the jetty
Waiting for her sailor man
White sails in the distance
Betty with her pram.