| Well, I was alright, I heard you were playing
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| An old sailors song, right out from the sea
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| I’m playing my banjo, when I’m feelin' lonely
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| Every time when you stand out to sea
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| I’m bound for the sea and I hope you’ll be waiting
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| I wonder will I ever see you again
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| But while I’m away, I still hear you playing
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| Playing your song
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| And soon we all were sailing
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| Across the mighty sea
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| Dum di di dy dumm, the sailorman song
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| We’re rounding the horn for a thousand years
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| And soon we all were sailing
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| Across the mighty sea
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| Dum di di dy dumm, the sailorman song
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| We’re rounding the horn every year
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| It’s no wonder why, one loves to be sailing
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| All over the world, all over the seas
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| Gracefully swaying, she moves like a lady
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| Silently waiting, she beckons to me
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| I’m bound for the sea and I hope you’ll be waiting
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| I wonder will I ever see you again
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| But while I’m away, I still hear you playing
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| Playing your song
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| And soon we all were sailing
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| Across the mighty sea
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| Dum di di dy dumm, the sailorman song
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| We’re rounding the horn for a thousand years
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| And soon we all were sailing
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| Across the mighty sea
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| Dum di di dy dumm, the sailorman song
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| We’re rounding the horn every year |