| I saw him on the strand;
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| He’d been so long at sea
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| Come from the Isle of man
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| And none to welcome him but me
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| Down by the sea, knee-deep in seaweed
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| I had a kiss of the King’s hand, down by the sea
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| I had a kiss of the King’s hand, the King’s hand
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| I had a kiss of the King’s hand, down by the sea
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| I reached below his sleeve to find
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| As ordinary a hand as mine
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| It had four fingers and a thumb
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| And a wedding band on one
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| And the King, he shook me free
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| And waded out to sea
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| And what should come tumbling on the brine?
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| A barrel of the King’s own wine
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| Oh, down by the sea, knee-deep in seaweed
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| I had a kiss of the King’s hand, down by the sea
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| I had a kiss of the King’s hand, the King’s hand
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| I had a kiss of the King’s hand, down by the sea
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| I had a sip of the King’s wine, the King’s wine
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| I had a sip of the King’s wine, down by the sea
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| Then I fell asleep in the King’s arms, the King’s arms
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| I fell asleep in the King’s arms, down by the sea |