Intro: G C G D G
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"
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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
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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
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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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