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Oh my Donald he works upon 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 of 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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Oh you ladies that smell of wild rose |
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Think you of the perfume to where the man goes |
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Think you of the wives and the babies that yearn |
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For the man ne'er returns from hunting the whale |
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Oh my Donald he works upon the sea |
| [02:45.420] |
On the waves that blow wild and free |
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He splices the ropes and he sets the sails |
| [03:02.530] |
While southward he rolls to the home of the whale |
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