My Donald Lyrics

(Verse 1)
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Oh, my Donald, he works upon the sea
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On the waves that blow wild and free
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He splices the ropes and he sets the sails
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While southwards he roves to the home of the whale
(Verse 2)
And he ne'er thinks of me far behind
Nor the torments that rage in my mind
He is mine for only a part of the year
And I'm left all alone with only my tears
(Verse 3)
Oh, ye ladies that smell of wild rose
Think ye for your perfume to where a man goes
Think ye of the wives and the babies that yearn
For a man ne'er returned from hunting the sperm
(Verse 4)
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Oh, my Donald, he sails upon the sea
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On the waves that blow wild and free
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He splices the ropes and he sets the sails
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While southwards he roves to the home of the whale