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WALKING THE WATCH.
While the dark cold watch I'm keeping,
Far on the sea, While I'm steering—while I'm sleeping,
Far on the sea, Still of you I'm always thinking, Still to you my glass I'm drinking, Still to you my hopes I'm linking,
Far on the sea.
Hard's the toil and small's the leisure,
Far on the sea; Great's the danger—poor's the pleasure,
Far on the sea ; But, all thought of hardship spurning, Cash for you I'm gaily earning, Blest to think I'm soon returning
Home, Kate, from sea.