Correction Lyrics Cruisin’ Round Yarmouth by Traditional

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While cruisin' 'round Yarmouth one day for a spree
I met a fair damsel, the wind blowing free
"I'm a fast-going clipper, my kind sir", says she
"I'm ready for cargo, my hold is quite free"

Singing, fal de-ral laddie, right fal de-ral lay
Fal de-ral laddie, right fal de-ral day

What country she came from, I could not tell which
But by her appearance I thought she was Dutch
Her flag wore its colours, her masthead was low
She was round at the quarters and bluff in the bow

Singing, fal de-ral laddie, right fal de-ral lay
Fal de-ral laddie, right fal de-ral day

She took me upstairs and her tops'l she lowered
In a nеat little parlour she soon had me moorеd
She laid in her foresails, her staysails and all
With her lily-white hand on my reef-tackle fall
Singing, fal de-ral laddie, right fal de-ral lay
Fal de-ral laddie, right fal de-ral day

I said pretty fair maid it's time to give o'er
For 'twixt wind and water you've run me ashore
Me shot locker's empty and me powder's all spent
I can't fire a shot for it's choked to the vent

Singing fal-der-all laddie right fal-der-all day
Fal-der-all laddie i fal-der-all day

Here's luck to the girl with the black curly locks
Here's luck to the girl who ran jack on the rocks
Here's luck to the doctor who eased all his pain
He squared his main yards he's a cruising again

Singing fal-der-all laddie right fal-der-all day
Fal-der-all laddie i fal-der-all day
Singing fal-der-all laddie right fal-der-all day
Fal-der-all laddie i fal-der-all day

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