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Chapter 913 - Battle of the sands(5)

''O, fare you well, I wish you well!

Goodbye, fare you well; goodbye, fare you well!

O, fare you well, my bonny young lassies,

Hurrah, my boys, we're homeward bound!

 The billows roll, the breezes blow,

Goodbye, fare you well; goodbye, fare you well!

To us they're calling: sheet home and go!

Hurrah, my boys, we're homeward bound!

With whores on deck, we hail you well.

 We're homeward bound, and I hear the sound,

Goodbye, fare you well; goodbye, fare you well!

So heave on the caps'n and make it spin round.

Hurrah, my boys, we're homeward bound!

With gold on deck, we hail you not bad.

 Our anchor's aweigh and our sails they are set,

Goodbye, fare you well; goodbye, fare you well!

And the girls we are leaving we leave with regret.

Hurrah, my boys, we're homeward bound!

With shit on deck, we envy you all.

 She's a flash ship and bound for to go,

Goodbye, fare you well; goodbye, fare you well!

With the girls on her towrope she cannot say no.

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