| Once there was a barge lad
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| Way up atop the mast
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| Shouting to the skipper
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| «We've made it home at last»
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| Well, I was that barge lad
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| Way up atop the mast
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| Now I’m the skipper and that young nipper
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| Had better be holding fast
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| Oh we’re loaded down, with bales so high
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| You’ve got lean backwards
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| If you want to see the sky
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| Oh, the Thames may forgive us
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| But the Alde never will
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| So eyes front and away we sail
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| Oh, you’ve got to be able
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| Way up atop the mast
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| Your legs better be nimble
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| And your head better think fast
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| Well, I was that able
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| Way up atop the mast
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| Now I’m the skipper and that young nipper
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| Is hearty enough to last
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| Oh we’re loaded down, with bales so high
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| You’ve got lean backwards
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| If you want to see the sky
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| Oh, the Thames may forgive us
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| But the Alde never will
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| So eyes front, keep your head, and away we sail
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| Oh, you’ve eyes like an eagle
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| Way up atop the mast
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| Spotting all the obstacles
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| That come across your path
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| Well, I was that eagle
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| Way up atop the mast
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| But now I’m the skipper and that young nipper
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| Will keep us from taking a bath
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| Oh we’re loaded down, with bales so high
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| You’ve got lean backwards
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| If you want to see the sky
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| Oh, the Thames may forgive us
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| But the Alde never will
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| So eyes front, keep your head, clear your throat, and away we sail
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| Oh, you’ve got to remember
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| Way up atop the mast
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| Knowing all the river routes
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| That you never learn from the charts
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| Well, I do remember
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| Way up atop the mast
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| But now I’m the skipper and that young nipper
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| Is taking the rivers to heart
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| Oh we’re loaded down, with bales so high
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| You’ve got lean backwards
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| If you want to see the sky
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| Oh, the Thames may forgive us
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| But the Alde never will
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| So eyes front, keep your head, clear your throat, know your way, fill your pipe,
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| grab on tight, look for the lights and away we sail |