Sir Patrick Spens

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Mm, the king sits in Dunfermline town Drinking the blood red wine "But where will I get a good Scot sailor To sail this ship of mine?" Then up and spoke an elder knee Though I sit at the king's right knee "Sir Patrick Spens is the best sailor Who sails on the salt sea" And the king has written a brave letter And he seen it, oh, his hand And then sent it to Sir Patrick Spens [? Was walking on the strand] "An enemy then this must be Who told a lie concerning me For I was never a very good seaman Nor ever do intend to be" "Last night I saw the new, new moon With the old moon in her arm And that is the sign since we were born That means there'll be a deadly storm" They had not sailed upon the sea A day, a day, but barely three When loud and boisterous grew the wind And loud and stormy grew the sea Then up there came a mermaiden A comb and glass, all in her hand "Here's a health to you, my merry young men For you'll not see dry land again" "Oh, long may my lady look With a lantern in her hand Before she sees my bonny ship Come sailing home wards to dry land" Forty miles off Aberdeen The water's fifty fathoms deep There lies good Sir Patrick Spens With the Scots lords at his feet
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