| I’m sailing down the summer wind
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| I got whiskers on my chin
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| And i like the mood i’m in As i while away the time of day
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| In the lee of christian island
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| Tall and strong she dips and reels
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| I call her silver heels
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| And she tells me how she feels
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| She’s a good old boat and she’ll stay afloat
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| Through the toughest gales and keep smilin'
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| But for one more day she would like to stay
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| In the lee of christian island
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| I’m sailing down the summer day
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| Where the fish and seagulls play
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| I put my troubles all away
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| And when the gales comes up i’ll fill my cup
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| With the whiskey of the highlands
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| She’s a good old ship and she’ll make the trip
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| From the lee of christian island
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| Tall and strong she slips along
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| I sing for her a song
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| And she leans into the wind
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| She’s a good old boat and she’ll stay afloat
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| Through the toughest gales and keep smilin'
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| When the summer ends we will rest again
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| In the lee of christian island |