A Cautionary Song

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There's a place your mother goes,
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 when everybody else is soundly 
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sleeping
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Through the lights of beacon street
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And if you listen you can hear her 
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weeping,
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She's weeping, cause the gentlemen 
are calling
And the snow is softly falling on 
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her petticoats.
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And she's standing in the harbour
And she's waiting for the sailors in
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 the jolly boat.
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See how they approach
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With dirty hands and trousers 
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torn they grapple 'til she's safe
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within their keeping
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A gag is placed between her lips 
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to keep her sorry tongue from
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any speaking, or screaming
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And they row her out to packets 
where the sailor's sorry racket
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calls for maidenhead
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And she's scarce above the gunwales 
when her clothes fall to a
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bundle and she's laid in bed on the
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 upper deck

[Interlude]
Gm              A           Gm  
La la la la laa,la la la laa,
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[Verse]
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And so she goes from ship to 
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ship, her ankles clasped, her arms
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so rudely pinioned
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Till at last she's satisfied the 
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lot of the marina's teeming
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minions, in their opinions
         Bb
And they tell her not to say a thing
 to cousin, kindred, kith or
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kin or she'll end up dead
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And they throw her thirty dollars 
and return her to the harbour
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where she goes to bed, and this is 
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how you're fed
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So be kind to your mother, though 
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she may seem an awful bother,
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and the next time she tries to feed
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 you collard greens,
Remember what she does when you're 
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asleep