On one morning
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In the month of may
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When all the birds
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Were singing
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I saw a lovely maiden stray
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Across the fields at break of day
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She softly sung her roundelay
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The tide flows in
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The tide flows out
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Twice every day returning
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Her cheeks were red
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Her eyes were brown
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Her hair in ringlets hanging down
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Upon her face to hide the frown
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Just as the tide was a flowing
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The tide flows in
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The tide flows out
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Twice everyday returning
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A sailor's wife at home must bide
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She halted heavily she sighed
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"he parted from poor me , a bride
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I'm widowed by the sea" she cried
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Just as the tide was a flowing
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The tide flows in
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The tide flows out
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Twice every day returning
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Just As The Tide Was A-Flowing
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10000 Maniacs |