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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 2 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 3