| Thougth this time, i’d stay in town
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| But now be damned, im outwards bound
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| Me money it went, for whores and hounds
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| Off to sea once more
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| You’d think by now i smarter be, and learnt from past discrepencies
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| But here am i, headed back to sea
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| Penniless, sick and soare
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| One
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| Two
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| Three
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| Four
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| Whores and hounds n' navy rum
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| They have me broke, they have me numb
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| A drunken sailor i become whenever im on the shore
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| The lassies are my hearts delight, but i can’t pay them every night
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| And i must look a sorry sight when begging for it free
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| And at the greyhounds guzzling grog, i never picked a winning dog
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| A sailors life’s a hard ol' slug whenever he’s on a spree
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| For whores and hounds n' navy rum
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| They have me broke, they have me numb
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| A drunken sailor i become whenever im on the shore
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| Intermision
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| Perhaps it’s time to stop the strife, settle down and find a wife
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| But then again i love me life, what ever may insue
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| So i’ll not fuss, and I’ll not fret for i got life within me yet
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| I’ll get drunk as i can get, thats what we sailors do
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| For whores and hounds n' navy rum
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| They have me broke, they have me numb
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| A drunken sailor i become whenever im on the shore
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| For whores and hounds n' navy rum
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| They have me broke, they have me numb
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| A drunken sailor i become whenever im on the shore
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| Yes i thought this time i’d stay in town but once again i’m seaward bound
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| But i’ll be back for whores and hounds, who keep talking out to me
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| When i return from sea |