There were three sailors bold and true
with cargo they did cary
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 swerved for the love of Spanish Mary
in Kingstown town of high degree
the baffoon, the fool, the fairy
oh 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 you now 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 baffoon, 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
And no I 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?
