Cruisin Round Yarmouth

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[VERSE 1:]
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While cruisin' 'round Yarmouth one day for a spree
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I met a fair damsel, the wind blowing free
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"I'm a fast-going clipper, my kind sir", says she
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"I'm ready for cargo, my hold is quite free"


[CHORUS:]
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Singing, fal de-ral laddie, right fal de-ral lay
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Fal de-ral laddie, right fal de-ral day


[VERSE 2:]
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What country she came from, I could not tell which
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But by her appearance I thought she was Dutch
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Her flag wore its colours, her masthead was low
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She was round at the quarters and bluff in the bow


[CHORUS:]
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Singing, fal de-ral laddie, right fal de-ral lay
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Fal de-ral laddie, right fal de-ral day


[VERSE 3:]
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She took me upstairs and her tops'l she lowered
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In a neat little parlour she soon had me moored
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She laid in her foresails, her staysails and all
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With her lily-white hand on my reef-tackle fall


[CHORUS:]
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Singing, fal de-ral laddie, right fal de-ral lay
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Fal de-ral laddie, right fal de-ral day


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[VERSE 4:]
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I said, "Pretty fair maid, it's time to give o'er
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For 'twixt wind and water, you've run me ashore
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Me shot-locker's empty, me powder's all spent
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I can't fire a shot for it's choked to the vent"


[CHORUS:]
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Singing, fal de-ral laddie, right fal de-ral lay
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Fal de-ral laddie, right fal de-ral day


[VERSE 5:]
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Here's luck to the girl with the black curly locks
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Here's luck to the girl who ran Jack on the rocks
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Here's luck to the doctor who eased all his pain
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He squared his main yards, he's a-cruisin' again


[CHORUS:]
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Singing, fal de-ral laddie, right fal de-ral lay
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Fal de-ral laddie, right fal de-ral day