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A. Sailor & his Love Departeing
She Says my Dear Billy
Don't talk of going to sea
for many one there does die for Love
and many one is cast away
to the seas we are no Stranger
We will face our waveing foe
We fears no kind of danger
Weel Give them Blow for Blow O.O.O. We will & etc

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if it want for us my dear Jewell - 
What would become of our land
Our Enamys would prove cruel
& soon get the upper hand
they would soon us devour
if they once the Victory gain
weel keep it out of their power
we will fight them sword in hand, ha ha ha and &ct

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