And its home boys home
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Home I'd like to be home for awhile in me own country
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Where the oak and the ash and the bonny elm tree
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They're all a-growing green in me own country
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There was an apprentice lived in Strawberry lane
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Loved by her master and her mistress the same
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Until I a sailor lad came sailing o'er the sea
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And that was the beginnin of her misery
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The maid being innocent she thought it was no harm
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To go into bed for to keep his back warm
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He hugged her and he kissed her and he called her his dear
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Said "I wish me love this night it was as long as a year"
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Twas early next morning the sailor lad arose
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And into her apron he put handfuls of gold
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"Take this me dear for the mischief that I've done,
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Last night I may have left you with a daughter or a son"
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"And if you have a girl child when dance her on your knee
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And if you have a male child well call him after me
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And when he is a man you can dress him up in blue
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And he'll go skipping up the rigging like his daddy used to do"
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So come on all ye lassies, a warning take by me
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And never let a sailor lad and inch above your knee
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For once I met a sailor lad and he beguiled me
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And he left me with a pair of twins to dandle on me knee.
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Home Boys Home
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The Town Pants |