There were three sailors, bold and true With cargo they did carry They sailed away on the ocean blue For the love of Spanish Mary So deeply now were they disturbed No longer could they tarry Swoon and swerve For the love of Spanish Mary In Kingston Town of high degree The buffoon, the fool, the fairy All paid the dues and inquired to me For the love of Spanish Mary Beggar man, beggar man tell me no lie Is it a mystery to live or is it a mystery to die? I seek ye not to ask of you It was in Kingston Town indeed It is said they stopped but not for greed But for the love of Spanish Mary I remember well, they came one day The buffoon, the fool, the fairy They asked of me what could I say For the love of Spanish Mary ’Tis not of me to talk absurd No rumour do I carry No, I’ll not give you one word But for the love of Spanish Mary Beggar man, beggar man tell me no lie Is it a mystery to live or is it a mystery to die?