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WE WOULD NOT THINK OF YOU IN TEARS.
Come dry your eyes, dear girls; of you
We would not think in tears;
For you're with us whate'er we do,
And, in smiles, we'd see our dears;
When, girls, your healths we fondly drink,
Far from you, leagues away,
Come, let us but of gay looks think,
Of smiles we leave to-day.
We would not think in tears;
For you're with us whate'er we do,
And, in smiles, we'd see our dears;
When, girls, your healths we fondly drink,
Far from you, leagues away,
Come, let us but of gay looks think,
Of smiles we leave to-day.
A fig for care! for you we work;
Our cash, for you, we earn;
They're lubbers who their duty shirk;
We go but to return;
From laughing looks, not tearful eyes,
We'd part, dear hearts, to-day,
From faces that in smiles shall rise
In lone hours far away.
Our cash, for you, we earn;
They're lubbers who their duty shirk;
We go but to return;
From laughing looks, not tearful eyes,
We'd part, dear hearts, to-day,
From faces that in smiles shall rise
In lone hours far away.
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