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The Rocks Of Merasheen

The fondest wish I ever had since the day that I was weaned
Is to go back to walk again on the rocks of Merasheen
On the hard rocks, the rocky rocks, the rocks of Merasheen

I still recall the sad farewell I bid her on that day
When all upon a whaling ship I went to earn my pay
From out of Rose au Rue we sailed to hunt the big fish down
We sailed upon the ocean 'til we sailed the whole world 'round

With girls in every port of call I did go well astray
Forsaking her I'd left behind back in Placentia Bay
On the hard rocks, the rocky rocks, the rocks of Merasheen

Now in my old and aching age I think on her once more
Of how she fared while waiting for my knock uponst her door
What fate was her's I do not know, but in my sleep I've seen
Her walking on the cliffs upon the rocks of Merasheen
On the hard rocks, the rocky rocks, the rocks of Merasheen
On the hard rocks, the dirty rocks, the rocks of Merasheen

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