When I was in service in Rosemary Lane
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I won the good will of my master Amberdine
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Until a young sailor came there to stay
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And that was the beginning of my misery
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He called for a candle to light him to bed
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Aand likewise a silk hankerchief to tie up his hair
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To tie up his hair as sailors will do,
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"And third my pretty Polly, will you come too?"
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Now this may seem young and foolish, she thought it no harm
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To lie on the bed to keep herself warm
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And what was done there, I shall never disclose
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But I wish that short night had been seven long years
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So early next morning this sailor arose
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And into my pockets 3 guineas did throw
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Saying"Tthis I will give and more I will do
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If youĄŻll be my Polly wherever I go"
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Now if itĄŻs a boy, heĄŻll fight for the King
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And if itĄŻs a girl sheĄŻll wear a gold ring
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SheĄŻll wear a gold ring and a dress all aflame
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And remember my service in Rosemary Lane
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When I was in service in Rosemary Lane
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I won the good will of my master Amberdine
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Until a young sailor came there to stay
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And that was the beginning of my misery
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Rosemary Lane
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| Espers |
