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The Dutchman's not the kind of man |
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Who keeps his thumb jammed in the dam |
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That holds his dreams in, |
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But that's a secret that only Margaret knows. |
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When Amsterdam is golden in the morning, |
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Margaret brings him breakfast, |
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She believes him. |
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He thinks the tulips bloom beneath the snow. |
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He's mad as he can be, but Margaret only sees that sometimes, |
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Sometimes she sees her unborn children in his eyes. |
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Let us go to the banks of the ocean |
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Where the walls rise above the Zuider Zee. |
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Long ago, I used to be a young man |
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And dear Margaret remembers that for me. |
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The Dutchman still wears wooden shoes, |
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His cap and coat are patched with the love |
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That Margaret sewed there. |
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Sometimes he thinks he's still in Rotterdam. |
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And he watches the tug-boats down canals |
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An' calls out to them when he thinks he knows the Captain. |
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Till Margaret comes |
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To bring him home again |
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Through unforgiving streets that trip him, though she holds his arm, |
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Sometimes he thinks he's alone and he calls her name. |
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Let us go to the banks of the ocean |
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Where the walls rise above the Zuider zee. |
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Long ago, I used to be a young man |
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And dear Margaret remembers that for me. |
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The winters whirl the windmills in |
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She winds his muffler tighter |
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And they sit in the kitchen. |
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Some tea with whiskey keeps away the dew. |
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And he sees her for a moment, calls her name, |
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She makes the bed up humming some old love song |
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She learned it when the tune was very new |
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He hums a line or two |
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They hum together in the night |
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The Dutchman falls asleep and Margaret blows the candle out |
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Let us go to the banks of the ocean |
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Where the walls rise above the Zuiderzee. |
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Long ago, I used to be a young man |
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And dear Margaret remembers that for me. |
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