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Bobby Shaftoe

Bobby Shaftoe went to sea,
Silver buckles on his knee.
He’ll come back and marry me,
Pretty Bobby Shaftoe.
Bobby Shaftoe’s fine and fair,
Combing down his auburn hair.
He’s my friend for evermore,
Pretty Bobby Shaftoe.

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