Intro
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[Verse 1]
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When I was in service in the Rosemary Lane
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I won the good will of my master Amberdine
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Till a sailor came there one night to lay
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And that was the beginning of my misery
[Verse 2]
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He called for a candle to light him to bed
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Likewise a silk hankerchief to tie up his hair
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To tie up his hair as sailors will do
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"And third my pretty Polly, won't you come too?"
[Verse 3]
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This may be young and foolish, she thought it no harm
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To lie into bed but to keep herself warm
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And what was done there, I will never disclose
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But I wish that short night had been seven long years
[Instrumental]
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[Verse 4]
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Next morning this sailor so early arose
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And into my apron 3 guineas did throw
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Saying "This I will give and more I will do
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If you'll be my pretty Polly wherever I go"
[Verse 5]
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And if it's a boy, he'll fight for the King
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And if it's a girl she will wear a gold ring
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Wear a gold ring and a dress all aflame
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And remember my service in the Rosemary Lane
[Verse 6]
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When I was in service in the Rosemary Lane
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I won the good will of my master Amberdine
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Till a sailor came there one night to lay
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And that was the beginning of my misery