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When first I came to Liverpool I went upon the  spree
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Me  money  at  last  I spent it fast got drunk as  drunk could be
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And  when my money was all gone  it was then that I wanted more
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But a man must be blind to make up his mind to go to sea once more

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I spent the night with Angeline to drunk to roll in bed

Me watch it was new and my money was too
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And the morning with them she fled
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And as I roamed the streets of  Bath the whores they all would roar
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There goes Jarr Tarr the poor sailor
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He must go to sea once more
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As I walking down the steet I ran into Rapper Brown
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I  asked him for to take me in and he looked at me with a frown
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He said last time  you was on board     with me you job no  score
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But I'll take your advance and I'll give you the chance
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And I'll send you to sea once more
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They shipped me aboard of  a whaling ship bound for the Artic Sea

Where the cold winds  blow thru the frost and the snow
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Jamaica  rum would freeze
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A'las I had no luck with my gear for I left my money ashore
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It was then that I wished that  I was  there safe with the girl's
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ashore

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Come all ye boat seafaring lads who listen to my song
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And when you come off them long trip pray that you don't go wrong
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Take my advice  drink no strong drink don't go sleeping with no whores
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But get married lads and have all night  in and go to to sea no more