Mary Read - Karliene

Hair tied low

With mischief in her smile

Dressed in mans clothes

She told me of her life

England born

Regretfully a girl

For if she’d been a boy

A coffer she’d have earned

And just like me

They dressed her as a 'Tom'

She ran off to sea

First chance she got

She worked many schooners

She joined the cavalry

She clad from man to woman

Whatever made her free

Whoa, such a girl I’d never seen

Whoa, fistful lif, pistol keen

Whoa, such a friend there’d nver been

Whoa, than the likes of Mary Read

And when we met

I felt a sudden union

Sister and a friend

Kindred companion