| Well alas the final wave
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| Settled many in their grave
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| Yet here I am just standing like a tree
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| I’ve a map and I 've a spade
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| And there’s a treasure in a cave
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| Somewhere on the coast just west of triplee
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| Jude and findy are my pride
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| Counting money by my side
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| The inferno she’s the jewel of the very fleet
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| Push and pull the at ancor’s way
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| For the seven seas we sway
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| To a distant shore
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| Where the air is cool and sweet
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| To as-tor-ria
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!
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| To as-tor-ria
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!
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| Well I 've a crew and I 've a plan
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| And when we have the loot in hand
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| We’ll point our brow toward astoria town
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| Through the hills of foam and green
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| Jude and fin, molly and me
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| We’ll have it all before the sun goes down
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| Jude and findy are my pride
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| Counting money by my side
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| The inferno she’s the jewel of the very fleet
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| Push and pull the at ancor’s way
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| For the seven seas we sway
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| To a distant shore
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| Where the air is cool and sweet
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| Jude and findy are my pride
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| Counting money by my side
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| The inferno she’s the jewel of the very fleet
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| Push and pull the at ancor’s way
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| For the seven seas we sway
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| To a distant shore
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| Where the air is cool and sweet
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| To as-tor-ria
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!
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| To as-tor-ria
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!
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| To as-tor-ia
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!
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| To as-tor-ia
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!
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| Oh! |