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Oh my Donald he works on the sea |
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On the waves that blow wild and free |
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He splices the ropes and he sets the sails |
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While southward he rolls to the home of the whale |
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And he ne'er thinks o' me far behind |
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Nor the torments that rage in my mind |
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He's mine for only part of the year |
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And I'm left all alone with only my tears |
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Ye ladies that smell of wild rose |
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Think ye for your perfume to where a man goes |
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Think ye o' the wives and the babies that yearn |
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For a man ne'er returning from hunting the sperm |
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My Donald he works on the sea |
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On the waves that blow wild and free |
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He's mine for only part of the year |
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And I'm left all alone with only my tears |