| Who’s that knocking at my door?
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| Who’s that knocking at my door?
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| Who’s that knocking at my door?
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| Said the fair young maiden
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| Well, it’s only me from over the sea
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| Said Barnacle Bill the Sailor
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| I’m all lit up like a Christmas tree
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| Said Barnacle Bill the Sailor
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| I’ll sail the sea until I croak
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| Drink my whiskey, swear, and smoke
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| But I can’t swim a bloody stroke
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| Said Barnacle Bill the Sailor
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| Tell me when we soon shall wed
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| Tell me when we soon shall wed
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| Tell me when we soon shall wed
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| Said the fair young maiden
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| Uh-uh
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| I got me a wife in every port
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| Said Barnacle Bill the Sailor
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| The handsome gals is what I court
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| Said Barnacle Bill the Sailor
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| With my false heart and flattering tongue
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| I courts 'em all, both old and young
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| I courts 'em all, but marries none
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| Said Barnacle Bill the Sailor
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| So goodbye
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| Goodbye
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| So long, toots
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| I’ll see you again |