When I was a lad in a fishing town
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Me old man said to me:
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"You can spend your life, your jolly life
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Just sailing on the sea.
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You can search the world for pretty girls
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Til your eyes are weak and dim,
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But don't go searching for a mermaid, son
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If you don't know how to swim"
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'Cause her hair was green as seaweed
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Her skin was blue and pale
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Her face it was a work of art,
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I loved that girl with all my heart
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But I only liked the upper part
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I did not like the tail
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I signed onto a sailing ship
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My very first day at sea
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I seen the Mermaid in the waves,
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Reaching out to me
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"Come live with me in the sea said she,
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Down on the ocean floor
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And I'll show you a million wonderous things
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You've never seen before
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So over I jumped and she pulled me down,
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Down to her seaweed bed
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On a pillow made of a tortoise-shell
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She placed beneath my head
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She fed me shrimp and caviar
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Upon a silver dish
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From her head to her waist it was just my taste
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But the rest of her was a fish
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'Cause ...
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But then one day, she swam away
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So I sang to the clams and the whales
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"Oh, how I miss her seaweed hair
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And the silver shine of her scales
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But then her sister, she swam by
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And set my heart awhirl
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Cause her upper part was an ugly fish
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But her bottom part was a girl
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Yes her hair was green as seaweed
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Her skin was blue and pale
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Her legs they are a work of art,
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I loved that girl with all my heart
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And I don't give a damn about the upper part
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Cause that's how I get my tail.
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The Mermaid
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| Great Big Sea |
