[00:06.93]RUTH
[00:07.46]When Frederic was a little lad
[00:11.14]he proved so brave and daring,
[00:14.58]His father thought he'd 'prentice him to some career seafaring.
[00:22.24]I was, alas!
[00:23.50]his nurs'rymaid,
[00:25.46] and so it fell to my lot
[00:28.86]To take and bind the promising boy apprentice to a pilot --
[00:37.26]A life not bad for a hardy lad,
[00:41.47]though surely not a high lot,
[00:45.26]Though I'm a nurse,
[00:47.68]you might do worse than make your boy a pilot.
[00:53.68]music
[00:59.93]I was a stupid nurs'rymaid,
[01:03.36]on breakers always steering,
[01:06.75]And I did not catch the word aright,
[01:11.05]through being hard of hearing;
[01:14.15]Mistaking my instructions,
[01:16.08] which within my brain did gyrate,
[01:20.46]I took and bound this promising boy apprentice to a pirate.
[01:29.71]A sad mistake it was to make and doom him to a vile lot.
[01:37.80]I bound him to a pirate -- you!
[01:43.54] -- instead of to a pilot.
[01:53.45]I soon found out,
[01:55.33]beyond all doubt,
[01:57.05] the scope of this disaster,
[02:00.43]But I hadn't the face to return to my place,
[02:03.86] and break it to my master.
[02:07.40]A nurs'rymaid is not afraid of what you people call work,
[02:14.52]So I made up my mind to go as a kind of piratical maid-of-all-work.
[02:23.30]And that is how you find me now,
[02:28.10]a member of your shy lot,
[02:32.08]Which you wouldn't have found,
[02:34.22]had he been bound apprentice to a pilot.
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RUTH
When Frederic was a little lad
he proved so brave and daring,
His father thought he'd 'prentice him to some career seafaring.
I was, alas!
his nurs'rymaid,
and so it fell to my lot
To take and bind the promising boy apprentice to a pilot --
A life not bad for a hardy lad,
though surely not a high lot,
Though I'm a nurse,
you might do worse than make your boy a pilot.
music
I was a stupid nurs'rymaid,
on breakers always steering,
And I did not catch the word aright,
through being hard of hearing;
Mistaking my instructions,
which within my brain did gyrate,
I took and bound this promising boy apprentice to a pirate.
A sad mistake it was to make and doom him to a vile lot.
I bound him to a pirate -- you!
-- instead of to a pilot.
I soon found out,
beyond all doubt,
the scope of this disaster,
But I hadn't the face to return to my place,
and break it to my master.
A nurs'rymaid is not afraid of what you people call work,
So I made up my mind to go as a kind of piratical maid-of-all-work.
And that is how you find me now,
a member of your shy lot,
Which you wouldn't have found,
had he been bound apprentice to a pilot.
Lyric by WeChat：chuanxi6