Farewell my lovely Johnny,
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a thousand times adieu
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You are going away from the holy ground
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And the ones that love you true
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You will sail the salt seas over
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And then return for sure
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To see again the ones you love
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And the holy ground once more
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You¡¯re on the salt sea sailing
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And I am safe behind
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Fond letters I will write to you
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The secrets of my mind
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And the secrets of my mind, my love
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You¡¯re the one that I adore
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Still I live in hopes you¡¯ll see
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The holy ground once more
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I see the storm a risin¡¯
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And it¡¯s coming quick and soon
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And the night¡¯s so dark and cloudy
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You can scarcely see the moon
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And the secrets of my mind, my love
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You¡¯re the one that I adore
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And still I live in hopes you¡¯ll see
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The holy ground once more
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But now the storms are over
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And you are safe and well
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We will go into a public house
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And we¡¯ll sit and drink our fill
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We will drink strong ale and porter
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And we¡¯ll make the rafters roar
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And when our money it is all spent
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You¡¯ll go to sea once more
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You¡¯re the one that I adore
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And still I live in hopes that you¡¯ll see
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The holy ground once more
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The Holy Ground (Trad)
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| Mary Black |
