| Well met, well met, said an old true love.
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| Well met, well met, said he.
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| I have just returned from the salt, salt sea.
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| And it’s all for the love of thee.
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| Come in, come in, my own true love,
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| And have a seat by me.
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| It’s been three-fourths of a long, long year,
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| Since together, we have been.
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| I can’t come in and I can’t sit down,
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| For I’ve only a moment’s time.
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| They say you’re married to a house carpenter,
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| And your heart will never be mine.
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| I could have married a King’s daughter, fair,
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| And she would have married me,
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| But I have forsaken her crowns of gold,
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| And it’s all for the love of thee.
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| Now you forsake your house carpenter,
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| And go along with me.
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| I’ll take you where the grass grows green.
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| On the banks of the deep blue sea.
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| Then she picked up a darlin’little babe,
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| And kisses, she gave it three.
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| Saying Stay right here, my dalrin’little baby,
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| And keep your pappa company.
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| They had not been on the ship two weeks,
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| I’m sure it was not three,
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| Till his true love began to weep and to mourn,
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| And she wept most bitterly.
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| Sayin': Are you weepin’for my silver and my gold.
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| Sayin': Are you weepin’for my store?
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| Or are you weepin’for your house carpenter,
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| Whose face you’ll never see no more?
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| A curse, a curse to the sailor, she cried.
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| A curse, a curse, she swore.
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| You robbed me of my darlin’little babe,
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| That I shall never see no more.
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| They had not been on the ship three weeks,
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| I’m sure it was not four,
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| When there came a leak in the bottom of the ship,
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| And sank them for to rise no more. |