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When you're Twenty-One and North of the border the chance is |
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The Military Man will come and offer a hand and advances |
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Go to sea boy |
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Go to sea boy, go to sea |
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With the shipyards sunk on the Clyde |
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And the sea the junk life is dangerous |
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With a pocket of woes in this perishing hole it's so obvious |
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Go to sea boy, go to sea boy |
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Go to sea boy, go to sea |
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Then you'll sail away and we'll teach you a trade |
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That's for life |
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It's only killing but there's nobody willing |
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So we're asking on the Clyde |
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When you're Twenty-One and North of the border the chance is |
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You'll sail away to a life in the dirt then advances |
