Whalin' Wife Pchnąć w tę łódź jeża

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Oh, I'm waitin' here at hame (home)
And I always feel the same
Whenever my good man goes to the whalin'
Seven months he'll be awa (away) down among the ice and snow
An' (and) there's times my lonely heart is nearly breaking
Now it's time the kids were fed
And I'll put them into bed
And to them a story then I might be telling
That their daddy's gone to sea to buy food for them and me
And it's many whales we hope he will be catching

If the whaling catch is fine
We will have an easy time
New clothes and food we ought to have in plenty
Oh, but if the blubber's thin
on the blue whale, on (an') the fin
then for us between the seasons could be scanty
So it's waiting that I am
And I'm thinking of me man
And the pleasure when I know that he's returning
But in case ye should forget
He has not come home yet
And with tears my eyes at times are fairly burning




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