when i was in service in rosemary lane i won the goodwill of my master and did i till a sailor came there one night to lay and that was the beginning of my misery he called for a candle to light him to bed and likewise a silk handkerchief to tie up his head to tie up his head as sailors will do and he said my pretty polly will you come too now this maid being young and foolish she thought it no harm for to lie into bed to keep herself warm and what was done there i will never disclose but i wish that short night had been seven long years next morning this sailor so early arose and into my apron three guineas did throw saying take this i will give and more i will do if you ll be my polly wherever i go now if it s a boy he will fight for the king and if it s a girl she will wear a gold ring she will wear a gold ring and a dress all aflame and remember my service in rosemary lane when i was in service in rosemary lane i won the goodwill of my master and did i till a sailor came there one night to lay and that was the beginning of my misery