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Lisbon Lyrics courtesy of www.sailorsongs.com 'Twas on a Monday morning, all in the month of May Our ship she weighed up anchor all for to sail away The wind it from the southwest blew, for Lisbon we were bound The hills and dales were covered with pretty young girls around
That I should have to leave her unto some foreign land She said, my dearest William these words do break my heart Oh let us married be tonight, dear Willy before you start
So stay at home dear William be kind and marry me Our captain has commanded us and I shall have to go The Queens in want of men my love I never dare answer no
And I will go with you my love and be your waiting man And when it is your watch on deck your duty I will do I'll face the field of battle love in order to be with you
Your waist it is too slender to face the cannon ball For loud the cannon rattle love and blazing bullets fly And silver trumpets sound my love to cover the dismal cry
If I should fancy her my love what would you have to say Would you not be offended then oh no my lover true I'd stand aside sweet William whenever she pleasures you
Our ship she weighed up anchor all for to sail away The wind it from the southwest blew for Lisbon we were bound The hills and dales were covered with pretty young girls around Lyrics courtesy of www.sailorsongs.com |
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