My heart is pierced by Cupid.
My heart is pierced by Cupid, I disdain all glittering gold.
There is nothing that can console me, but my jolly sailor bold.
Come all you pretty fair maids, whoever you may be.
Who love a jolly sailor bold, that ploughs the raging sea.
There is nothing that can console me, but my jolly sailor bold.
Come all you pretty fair maids, whoever you may be.
Who love a jolly sailor bold, that ploughs the raging sea.
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