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Underneath a silver moon, the ship is like a ghost, |
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She's been out there for a week, just waiting for the wind to blow, |
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But now she's off and running, and there's nothing I can do, |
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'Cos I am just a prisoner here until this war is through, |
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And I'm singing, |
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Sailor, can you hear me, |
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Sailor, hear my call, |
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Sailor, take me with you, |
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Sailor, take me home... |
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Yesterday I saw a sea bird wheeling light and low, |
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Then she sailed off to the west |
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Like she was telling me the way to go, |
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If I had her wings my love I'd be with you tonight, |
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But my last hope has gone, it's drifting out of sight, |
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Wait for me, |
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Oh Sailor, take me to her, |
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Sailor, take me home... |
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To feel the wind, to see the sky, |
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To hear the waves breaking on the shore again, |
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To be with you, to lie with you, |
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To hear your voice echo through the hills again, |
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Oh my darling wait for me, 'cos I will be there, |
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When it is over, when it is over, |
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Yes I will return one day, |
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Sailor, take me to her, |
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Oh Sailor, take me home, |
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Sailor, can you hear me, |
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Sailor, hear my call, |
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Sailor, Sailor... |
