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SAILING HOME.
Now, boys, we are sailing home again,
Hurrah—hurrrah ! Shall we look for some on the quay in vain ?
Hurrah—hurrah! There, husbands, you your wives will see, There, lads, our sweethearts bright will be,
All smiles and glee That we have come sailing home.
Then put her along with every sail ;
Hurrah—hurrah! And whistle up, boys, a piping gale ;
Hurrah--hurrah ! A month, and we shall be in port, Then, boys, for home and spree and sport,
With those so gay That we have come sailing home. |
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