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I am a young sailor, my story is sad,
Though once I was carefree and a brave sailor lad,
I courted a lassie by night and by day,
Oh but now she has left me,
And sailed far away.
Oh, if I was a blackbird could whistle and sing,
I d follow the vessel my true love sails in,
And in the top riggin I would there build my next,
And I d flutter my wings o er her lilly white breast.
Or if I was a scholar and could handle the pen
Once secret love letter to my true love I d send
And tell of my sorrow, my grief and my pain
Since she s gone and left me
In yon flowery glen.
I sailed o er the ocean, my fortune to seek
Though I missed her caress and her kiss on my cheek
I returned and I told her my love was still warm
but she turned away lightly
And great was her scorn.
I offered to take her to Donnybrook Fair
And to buy her fine ribbons to tie up her hair
I offered to marry and to stay by her side
But she says in the morning
She sails with the tide.
My parents, they chide me, oh they will not agree
Saying that me and my false love, married should never be
Oh let them deprive me, or let them do what they will
While there s breath in my body
She s the one I love still.

Well your magic he said but don t let it all go to your head
Cause I bet if you all had it all figured out then you’d never get out of bed
No doubt of all the things that I’ve read what he wrote me
Is now sounding like...

Freeze!
I m Ma Baker - put your hands in the air,
Gimme all your money
This is the story of Ma Baker, the meanest cat
From ol Chicago town

She was the meanest cat
In old Chicago town
She was...

Ladies of leisure,
with their eyes on the back roads.
All looking for strangers,
to whom they extend welcomes
With a smile and a glimpse of
pink knees and elbows;
Of satin and velvet
good ladies, good fortune.
Ladies.

They...

Czemu z tobą, czemu miły, czemu jest tak
Że gdy trzeba, że z odwagą, odwagi brak
To są rece, to dziewczęce biodra są
Precz z rozpustą ale usta całować chcą
To są rece, to dziewczęce biodra są
Precz z rozpustą ale usta całować chcą

Czemu z tobą, czemu miły...

Das Meer Rauscht du bist allein
Es riech nach Fisch du willst zufrieden sein
Doch irgendwie gelingt es nicht
Obwohl du so weit geflohen bist
Ist das alles was nach so viel Meilen liegt

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