I roll in the folds of dying seas
Say hey diddle diddle
hey diddle diddle
hey diddle diddle hey
They beckon me back on their briny sleeve
Say hey diddle diddle
hey diddle diddle
hey diddle diddle hey
To the arms of the lass I’m trying to please
Say hey diddle diddle
hey diddle diddle
hey diddle diddle hey
So she knows when I’m back never to leave
Say hey diddle diddle
hey diddle diddle
hey diddle diddle hey
Till the next time the deep does me cleave
Say hey diddle diddle
hey diddle diddle
hey diddle diddle hey
I’m a man of the sea and I run with the breeze
Say hey diddle diddle
hey diddle diddle
hey diddle diddle hey
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