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I'm going away for to leave you, love
I'm going away for a while.
But I'll return to you some time
If I go ten thousand miles.
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The storms are on the ocean
The heavens may cease to be.
The world may lose its motion, love
If I prove false to thee.
Now who will shoe your pretty little foot?
And who will glove your hand?
Who will kiss your red rosy lips
When I'm in the foreign land?
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Poppa gonna shoe my pretty little foot,
Momma gonna glove my hand.
And you will kiss my red rosy lips
When you return again.
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O don't you see that pretty little dove
That flies from pine to pine.
He's mourning for his own true love
Just like I mourn for mine.
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I'll never go back on the ocean, love.
I'll never go back on th sea.
I'll never go back on the blue-eyed girl
'Less she goes back on me.
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