A girl upon the shore did ask a favour of the sea;
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"Return my blue eyed sailor boy safely back to me.
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Forgive me if I ask too much, I will not ask for more,
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but I shall weep until he sleeps safe upon the shore."
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As though the sea did hear her plea, a vision did appear,
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the drifting tip of some wrecked ship came floating ever near.
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A figure there did cling to it, approaching more and more,
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as if to ride on some strange tide, safe upon the shore.
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So give a sailor not your heart
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lest sorrow you do seek;
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let true love not be torn apart
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by favours from the sea.
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My love, she cried as she a spied the figure on the spar,
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his clean white shirt was drenched and torn, he must have floated far.
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She thought with bliss how she would kiss the lips she did adore,
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and oh, how sweet to see his feet safe upon the shore.
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So give a sailor not your heart
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lest sorrow you do seek;
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let true love not be torn apart
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by favours from the sea.
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As she drew near, she felt the fear that something was astray.
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His mouth was slack and his blue eyes stared blindly at the day.
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And in a daze, she turned her gaze from the corpse the driftwood bore,
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and the cold cold sea pushed ruthlessly, safe upon the shore.
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So give a sailor not your heart
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lest sorrow you do seek;
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let true love not be torn apart
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by favours from the sea.
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Now fishermen, they cast their nets like miners pan for gold.
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And sailors push off from the docks and pray the gales will hold.
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The sea just sits silently, but sometimes, she does more.
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And someone weeps as her love sleeps safe upon the shore.
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Safe Upon The Shore
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| Great Big Sea |
