| It happened on a cold December morning
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| Together with my little sister
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| I was waiting at the harbour
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| To pick up my daddy
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| He was returning from the sea
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| To celebrate his birthday with us
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| The winds increased to gale force
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| And the thundery clouds darkened the sky
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| Then an old fisherman told
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| Of a boat at sea
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| Sending out an S.O.S
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| We’ve been waiting so long
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| Oh daddy what went wrong
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| How we need you now and beg you please come home
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| If I had only a chance, to see your face again
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| Tears that I cried they would blind me, on and on
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| If I had only a chance, to hear your voice again
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| Words that you whispered would seem to be a song
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| Time cures all things
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| And years are passing by
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| But still I can hear my sister cry
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| I’ve been waiting so long
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| Oh daddy what went wrong
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| How I need you now, I beg you please come home
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| If I had only a chance, to see your face again
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| Tears that I cried they would blind me, on and on
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| If I had only a chance, to hear your voice again
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| Words that you whispered would seem to be a song
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| His boat never returned
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| It’s still missing
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| In spite of several search-operations
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| The sailors were never found again
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| They were certainly lost in the Atlantic
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| If I had only a chance, to hear your voice again
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| Words that you whispered would seem to be a song |