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And she has a dress of laces |
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It's worn in many places |
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The shoulder hangs upon her by a thread |
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And she has a need for sharin' |
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For someone warm and carin' |
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And no one sees a heart that's underfed[Chorus:] |
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Young girl in love |
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Young girl in tears |
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She hasn't seen the man she loves in years |
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And her mother is a waitress |
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At the harbour bar, good graces |
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Where the seamen come a fishin' with their lines |
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And it was one of them that caught her |
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And left her with a daughter |
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Who lives with hate and loving him in mind[Chorus] |
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So the young girl goes to the water |
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And she calls out for her father |
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But she ain't seen the old man in some time |
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Yes, and he was always boastin' |
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Just a drinkin' and a toastin' |
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And one day he left his family far behind[Chorus] |
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So the mother comes home a drinkin' |
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With a sailor who's a thinkin' out loud |
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That he might stay with them awhile |
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So she loads her mother's pistol |
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And she shoots him as he whistles |
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A song about a sailor's life in style |
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Young girl in love |
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Young girl in tears |
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She kills the only man she's loved in years |
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And with him dies her hopes, her dreams, her fears |
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And she has a dress of laces |
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It's worn in many places |
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The shoulder hangs upon her by a thread |
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And she has a need for sharin' |
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For someone warm and carin' |
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And no one sees a heart that's underfed |
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And no one sees a heart that's underfed |
