| The sea calls, out to an old hand
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| To go sailing to new lands
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| They pay for your worth
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| Bread, drink and a berth
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| Ah honey, I’ve got to go
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| The ship took the crew off to new lands
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| The boson piped all hands
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| And with it you’ll go
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| A journey to the unknown
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| Ah honey, I’ve got to go
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| The road bends
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| Back to where we sent
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| The signals out to the men
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| Did they make it on board
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| With fire and the sword?
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| Ah honey I’ve got to go
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| Can you hear the winds blow?
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| It shakes your spirit and your soul
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| I’ve tried to stay true and stay on land
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| But the call of the ocean
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| Is so hard to ignore
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| It’s why I’m leaving your door
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| Ah honey, I’ve got to go
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| I’ve seen, a ship with a black sail
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| When the wind howls and the ghosts wail
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| Dead men they don’t bite
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| Their faces haunt me at night
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| Ah honey I’ve got to go
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| Can you hear the waves roar?
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| And no sound of the shore
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| It shakes you spirit and your soul
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| I dream of sailing the oceans
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| In a galleon all golden
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| Dead trees in the hearth
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| The way they burn it warms the heart
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| Ah honey, I’ve got to go
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| The years passed
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| We traveled and sailed west
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| I’ll buy you a new dress
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| With all of my gold
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| Free your spirit and your soul
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| Ah honey, I’ve got to go
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| Can you hear the winds blow?
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| Shakes your spirit and your soul
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| I’ve got to go |