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We sail the ocean blue -- I'm called little buttercup -- But tell me who's the youth -- The nightingale -- A maiden fair to see -- My gallant crew -- Sir, you are sad! -- Sorry her lot -- Over the bright blue sea -- Sir Joseph's barge is seen -- Now give three cheers -- When I was a lad -- For I hold that on the seas -- A British tar -- Refrain, audacious tar -- Can I survive this overbearing? -- Fair moon, to thee I sing -- Things are seldom what they seem -- The hours creep on apace -- Never mind the why and wherefore -- Kind captain, I've important information -- Carefully on tiptoe stealing -- Farewell, my own! -- A many years ago -- Oh joy, oh rapture unforeseen!. |
