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I've been trying for so long |
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Trying to forget |
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The ports of northern |
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Africa and the man |
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I met He said he had a daughter |
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Maybe I could meet her |
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He thought |
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I was a trader |
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Oh, that was how |
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I met That slave dealer's daughter |
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Her eyes were black her hair was raven |
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Her skin was soft and brown |
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Eighteen years she looked a woman |
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I thought she'd been around |
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She'd never met a jailbird?? |
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I knew that she was lonely |
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She offered me her body |
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So I fell in love |
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With that slave dealer's daughter |
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Her father's men came after me |
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Trying to hunt me down |
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For three long years |
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I've hid my face |
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And run from town to town |
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She never met a jailbird |
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I knew that she was lonely |
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She offered me her body |
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So I fell in love |
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With that slave dealer's daugther... |