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Through dangers & hardships we'll force our weary way. 
We stretch a chain from land to land across old Behrings Bay,
Then clear the way ye Polar Bears, ye monarchs of the snow
For we are bound to go, boys - bound to go.

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Farewell to feather beds, as well as cake & pie, &c.
Farewell to every thing that we'll miss by & by, &c
Walrus meat is very good, I've often heard it said
When stewed upon a piece of ice & spread upon your bread,
But when our wire is firmly laid, our story you will know
Till then we're bound to go - bound to go -

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