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My seafaring man |
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He called me tonight |
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To say, "Please be waiting |
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Till I hold you tight" |
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His voice was not clear |
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But he said it might |
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Be due to long distance |
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He loved me alright |
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Oh, don't wait for a sailor |
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Whatever he'll say |
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You'll find all his phrases |
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In any old play |
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Oh, don't wait for a sailor |
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On the ocean of life |
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Be gladly his lover |
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But never his wife |
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I think he is drinking |
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He calls from a bar |
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Tonight from an island |
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That's named Zanzibar |
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He's sailing in August |
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Comes home in July |
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May be Christmas evening |
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For one kiss goodnight |
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Oh, don't wait for a sailor |
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Whatever he'll say |
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You'll find all his phrases |
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In any old play |
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Oh, don't wait for a sailor |
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On the ocean of life |
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Be gladly his lover |
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But never his wife |
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If he says one day: |
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"I'm coming home to stay" |
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Don't you worry |
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He's going back tu the sea |
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(Don't you warry) |
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(He's going back) |
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Oh, don't wait for a sailor |
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Whatever he'll say |
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You'll find all his phrases |
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In any old play |
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Oh, don't wait for a sailor |
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On the ocean of life |
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Be gladly his lover |
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But never his wife |
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Oh, don't wait for a sailor |
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Whatever he'll say |
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You'll find all his phrases |
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In any old play |
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Oh, don't wait for a sailor |
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On the ocean of life |
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Be gladly his lover |
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But never his wife |
