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Come me own one, come me fair onecome now unto me |
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Could you fancy a poor sailor ladwho has just come from sea |
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You are ragged love and you're dirty love |
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And your clothes smell much of tar |
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So be gone you saucy sailor ladso be gone you |
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Jack TarIf |
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I am ragged love and |
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I'm dirty loveand me clothes smell much of tar |
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I have silver in me pocket love, and gold in great store |
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And then when she heard him say sayon her bended knee she fell |
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I will marry my dear |
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Henry, for |
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I love a sailor lad so well |
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Do you think that |
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I am foolish lovedo you think that |
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I am madFor to wed with a poor country girlwhere no fortune's to be had |
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I will cross the briny ocean, |
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I will whistle and sing |
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And since you've refused the offer lovesome other girl shall wear the ring |
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I am frolicsome and |
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I am easy, good tempered and free |
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And I don't give a single pin me boyswhat the world thinks of me |