My Sailor
His good ship brought him home from war,
I thought he'd sail away no more.
I welcomed him with open arms.
I wooed him with my female charms.
I wanted to keep him from the sea,
To keep him always near to me.
When that great ship left port that day,
He climbed aboard and sailed away.
He didn't heed my pleas to stay,
"I'll be back home in the month of May".
If he falls into the salty brine,
The sea will steal this man of mine.
Because he never learned to swim,
That fall will be the end of him.
Standing alone on the lonely shore
I'll be forever longing for,
Looking , longing ever for
My sailor love, my sailor love
My sailor who will come no more
My sailor love, my sailor love.
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