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Oh, ye mariners all, as you pass by |
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Call in and drink if you are dry |
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Come spend, my lads, your money brisk |
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And pop your nose in a jug of this |
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Oh, ye mariners all, if you've half a crown |
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You're welcome all for to sit down |
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Come spend, my lads, your money brisk |
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And pop your nose in a jug of this |
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Oh, ye gentlemen all, as you pass by |
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Call in and drink if you are dry |
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Call in and drink, think naught amiss |
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And pop your nose in a jug of this |
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And now I'm old and can scarcely drawl |
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Have an old grey beard and a head that's bald |
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Fell my desire, fulfil my bliss |
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A pretty girl and a jug of this |
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Oh, when I'm in my grave and dead |
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And all my sorrows are past and fled |
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Transform me then into a fish |
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And let me swim in a jug of this |
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Oh, ye mariners all, as you pass by |
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Call in and drink if you are dry |
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Come spend, my lads, your money brisk |
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And pop your nose in a jug of this |