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My ship has sails that are made of silk, |
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The decks are trimmed with gold, |
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And of jam and spice there's a paradise in the hold. |
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My ship's aglow with a million pearls |
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And rubies fill each bin, |
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The sun sits high in a sapphire sky when my ship comes in. |
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I can wait the years |
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Till it appears |
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One fine day one spring, |
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But the pearls and such |
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They won't mean much if there's missing just one thing. |
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I do not care if that day arrives |
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That dream need never be, |
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If the ship I sing doesn't also bring |
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My own true love to me, |
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If the ship I sing doesn't aalso bring my own true love to me |
