One day as I rambled down by the seashore,
The wind it did whistle, and the waves they did roar.
I heard a fair maiden make a pitiful sound,
It sounded so lonesome on the waters around.
I never will marry, I'll be no man's wife,
I expect to live single all the days of my life.
The shells in the ocean shall be my death bed,
The fish in deep water swim over my head.
My love's gone and left me, the one I adore,
She's gone where I never will see her anymore.
She plunged her fair body in the waters so deep,
She closed her pretty blue eyes in the waters to sleep.
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