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RED IRON ORE* |
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Come all you bold sailors that follow the Lakes On an iron-ore vessel your living to make. I shipped in Chicago, bid adieu to the shore, Bound away to Escanaba for red iron ore.
Chorus:
Deny down, deny down, deny down.
♦From Frac* L. Rickaby's Ballads and Songs of the Shanty-B»y. |
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