| One dark and stormy winters night
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| The snow lay on the ground
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| The sailor boy strode on the wharf
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| And the ship was eastward bound
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| His sweetheart standing by his side
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| Shed many a bitter tear
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| And as he pressed her to his breast
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| He whispered in her ear
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| Was any fail the ship set sail
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| His love was standing by
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| She watched the vessel out of sight
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| And the tears bedimmed her eye
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| She prayed to him and heaven above
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| To guide him on his way
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| And all the parting words that night
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| Still echoed loud round the bay
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| Farewell Farewell my own true love
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| May this grief for me till sore
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| And you will be my guiding light
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| Till I return once more
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| My thoughts will be with you my love
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| When the storm is raging high
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| So farewell, farewell, remember me
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| Thy faithful sailor boy, thy faithful sailor boy
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| So farewell farewell my own true love
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| On earth we live no longer
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| Patiently tell heaven above
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| I’ll be back to tell you sure
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| I hope to meet you in the land
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| From far beyond the sky
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| Where you know what the parts are from
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| Thy faithful sailor boy
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| This grief it makes me sore
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| And you will be my guiding light
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| Till I return once more
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| My thoughts will be with you my love
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| When the storm is raging high
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| So farewell, farewell, remember me
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| My faithful sailor boy, my faithful sailor boy
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| My faithful sailor boy |