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A Sailor Coming Home On Leave

A sailor coming home on leave
Did find his house without a light
He crept up to his daughter's room
And found her hanging from a beam

So he got his knife and cut her down
And on her breast these words he found
I loved a sailor I loved him true
See what true love can do.

Oh father dear don't weep for me
He was a sailor young and free
He took me down a shady lane
And now for his love I'll die for shame

Oh dig my grave oh dig it deep
And place white lilies at my feet
And at my head oh, place a dove
To show that I had died for love

So I dug a grave I dug it deep
I placed white lilies at her feet
And at her head I placed a dove
To show that she had died for love

Now all you maidens bear in mind
A sailor's love is hard to find
So if you find one good and true,
Don't change the old love for the new.


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