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White handkerchiefs wave from the short black pier	A
As we glide to the grand old sea	B
But the song of my heart is for none to hear	C
If one of them waves for me	B
A roving roaming life is mine	D
Ever by field or flood	E
For not far back in my father's line	D
Was a dash of the Gipsy blood	E
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Flax and tussock and fern	F
Gum and mulga and sand	G
Reef and palm but my fancies turn	F
Ever away from land	G
Strange wild cities in ancient state	H
Range and river and tree	B
Snow and ice But my star of fate	H
Is ever across the sea	B
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A god like ride on a thundering sea	B
When all but the stars are blind	I
A desperate race from Eternity	B
With a gale and a half behind	I
A jovial spree in the cabin at night	J
A song on the rolling deck	K
A lark ashore with the ships in sight	J
Till a wreck goes down with a wreck	K
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A smoke and a yarn on the deck by day	L
When life is a waking dream	M
And care and trouble so far away	L
That out of your life they seem	M
A roving spirit in sympathy	B
Who has travelled the whole world o'er	N
My heart forgets in a week at sea	B
The trouble of years on shore	O
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A rolling stone 'tis a saw for slaves	P
Philosophy false as old	Q
Wear out or break 'neath the feet of knaves	P
Or rot in your bed of mould	Q
But I'D rather trust to the darkest skies	R
And the wildest seas that roar	O
Or die where the stars of Nations rise	R
In the stormy clouds of war	O
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Cleave to your country home and friends	S
Die in a sordid strife	T
You can count your friends on your finger ends	S
In the critical hours of life	T
Sacrifice all for the family's sake	U
Bow to their selfish rule	V
Slave till your big soft heart they break	U
The heart of the family fool	V
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Domestic quarrels and family spite	J
And your Native Land may be	B
Controlled by custom but come what might	J
The rest of the world for me	B
I'd sail with money or sail without	W
If your love be forced from home	X
And you dare enough and your heart be stout	W
The world is your own to roam	X
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I've never a love that can sting my pride	Y
Nor a friend to prove untrue	Z
For I leave my love ere the turning tide	Y
And my friends are all too new	Z
The curse of the Powers on a peace like ours	A2
With its greed and its treachery	B
A stranger's hand and a stranger land	G
And the rest of the world for me	B
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But why be bitter The world is cold	Q
To one with a frozen heart	B2
New friends are often so like the old	Q
They seem of the past a part	B2
As a better part of the past appears	C2
When enemies parted long	D2
Are come together in kinder years	C2
With their better nature strong	D2
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I had a friend ere my first ship sailed	E2
A friend that I never deserved	F2
For the selfish strain in my blood prevailed	E2
As soon as my turn was served	F2
And the memory haunts my heart with shame	G2
Or rather the pride that's there	H2
In different guises but soul the same	G2
I meet him everywhere	H2
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I had a chum When the times were tight	J
We starved in Australian scrubs	C2
We froze together in parks at night	J
And laughed together in pubs	C2
And I often hear a laugh like his	C2
From a sense of humour keen	I2
And catch a glimpse in a passing phiz	C2
Of his broad good humoured grin	J2
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And I had a love 'twas a love to prize	C2
But I never went back again	K2
I have seen the light of her kind brown eyes	C2
In many a face since then	K2
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The sailors say 'twill be rough to night	J
As they fasten the hatches down	L2
The south is black and the bar is white	J
And the drifting smoke is brown	L2
The gold has gone from the western haze	C2
The sea birds circle and swarm	M2
But we shall have plenty of sunny days	C2
And little enough of storm	M2
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The hill is hiding the short black pier	A
As the last white signal's seen	I2
The points run in and the houses veer	A
And the great bluff stands between	I2
So darkness swallows each far white speck	K
On many a wharf and quay	B
The night comes down on a restless deck	K
Grim cliffs and The Open Sea	B

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