My Donald Lyrics

My Donald he works on the sea On the waves that blow wild and free He splices the ropes and sets the sails As southward he rolls to the home of the whale

And he ne'er thinks on me far behind Nor the torrents that rage in my mind He's mine for only half part of the year Then I'm left all alone with nowt but a tear

My Donald he works on the sea On the waves that blow wild and free He splices the ropes and sets the sails As southward he rolls to the home of the whale
You ladies who smell of wild rose Think ye on your perfume on where a man goes Think ye on the wives and the bairns left at yem And a man not returning from hunting the sperm

My Donald he works on the sea On the waves that blow wild and free He splices the ropes and sets the sails While southward he rolls to the home of the whale

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