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I'm going away to leave you, love, I'm going away for awhile,
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but I'll return to you some time, if I go ten thousand miles.
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The storms are on the ocean, the heavens may cease to be,
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this world may lose its motion, love, if I prove false to thee.
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Oh, who will dress your pretty little feet, oh, who will glove your hand.
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Oh, who will kiss your rosy red cheek, when I'm in a far off land?
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The storms are on the ocean, the heavens may cease to be,
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this world may lose its motion, love, if I prove false to thee.
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Oh,Poppa will dress my pretty little feet,and Momma will glove my hand.
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You can kiss my rosy red cheeks, when you return again.
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The storms are on the ocean, the heavens may cease to be,
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this world may lose its motion, love, if I prove false to thee.
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Oh, have you seen those mournful doves, flying from pine to pine,
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a-mourning for their own true love just like I mourn for mine.
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The storms are on the ocean, the heavens may cease to be,
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this world may lose its motion, love, if I prove false to thee.
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I'll never go back on the ocean, love, I'll never go back on the sea,
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I'll never go back from the blue-eyed girl, till she goes back on me.
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The storms are on the ocean, the heavens may cease to be,
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this world may lose its motion, love, if I prove false to thee.
