| Once I had a silly notion to out across the ocean
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| The future for me didn’t look to bright
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| So I signed up with a tanker
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| Got on board and raised the anchor
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| Stood and watched the Golden Gate fade out of sight
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| Nineteen days and nights we travelled
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| Through the stormy seas we battled
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| 'Till we landed in Australia far away
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| Far from friends and San Francisco
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| And the Miss I thought I’ll miss so
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| 'Till I stepped ashore in Melbourne that first day
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| So in love but couldn’t get her
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| Cared so much, couldn’t forget het
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| I fell in love just a little bit more and more
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| There I was just like I started
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| All alone and broken hearted
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| I recall the day I left Australia’s shore
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| I was standing there and tryin'
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| So hard to keep from crying
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| The more I tried, the more my tears would show
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| Then a cold breeze seem to whisper
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| «it's the end you better kiss her»
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| So I kissed her and I turned away to go
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| Then I left Melba from Melbourne
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| She made my heart yearn
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| She made my tears flow like wine
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| She wouldn’t leave there
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| I couldn’t stay there
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| So Melba could never be mine |