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My lover's arms, well, they beg me to stay |
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But I know the storms, they will sweep me away |
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My daughter's eyes, they are two tiny seas |
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Whose water will rise and then run down her cheeks |
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Father, where do you go so far out upon the sea? |
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When are you coming home to me? |
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Darling, why do you leave as the north wind begins to blow? |
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Will you be coming home to me? |
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The boat and the blade, they are all that |
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I knowThe sea calls my name and so |
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I must goWhile they still sleep, |
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I slip out the door |
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But how can |
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I leave with my anchors ashore? |
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Father, where do you go? |
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It's farther than |
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I can seeWhen are you coming home to me? |
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Darling, why do you leave as the north wind begins to blow? |
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Will you be coming home to me? |