My Donald Mary Black
(Verse 1)
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Oh, my Donald, he works upon the sea
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On the waves that blow wild and free
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He splices the ropes and he sets the sails
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While southwards he roves to the home of the whale
(Verse 2)
And he [C]ne'er thinks of [G]me far be[D]hind
Nor the [Am]torments that [G]rage in my [C]mind
He is [D]mine for [Em]only a [C]part of the [D]year
And I'm [Am]left all alone with [D]only my tears
(Verse 3)
Oh, ye [C]ladies that [G]smell of wild [D]rose
Think ye [Am]for your [G]perfume to where a man [C]goes
Think [D]ye of the [Em]wives and the [C]babies that [D]yearn
For a [Am]man ne'er returned from [D]hunting the sperm
(Verse 4)
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Oh, my Donald, he sails upon the sea
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On the waves that blow wild and free
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He splices the ropes and he sets the sails
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While southwards he roves to the home of the whale
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