| Row fisherman row
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| keep on rowing your boat
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| lots of hungry belly pickney they a shore, millions of them
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| living in a bumbo hut
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| in a little hole sea-port town
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| three kids on the floor
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| and another one to come make four
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| day by day i man step it along the sea shore
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| hail brother John, have you got any wenchman
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| yes brother Peter, wenchman, sprat and mackaba
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| row fisherman row keep on rowing your boat
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| brotherman brotherman
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| row fisherman row
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| we’ve got to reach on higher grounds
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| Simon, Peter, James and John come a shore
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| to feed the hungry belly ones
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| so, row fisherman row
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| keep on rowing your boat
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| lots of hungry belly pickney they a-shore, millions of them
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| Quaju Peg the collie-man
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| sell the best collie in sea port town
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| Quaju Peg the collie man
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| ha the best collie weed in town
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| row fisherman row
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| keep on rowing your boat
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| we’ve got to reach on higher grounds
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| rain is falling
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| we’ve got to reach on higher grounds |