Couplets
My ship is set to sail next morn
We are headed around Cape Horn
Can’t say I welcome this trip much
Ten thousand leagues or somewhat such
Liverpool to Shanghai for tea
British Sterling’s the master key
The world loves the Fujian black leaf
Of China’s many kinds it’s chief
From Mandalay to London town
The markets thrive with no let down
We're going to leave tomorrow”
And I have a bit of sorrow
I hate to leave my girl behind
She’ll find another bloke that’s kind.
I’ll not blame her forgetting me
My trip will take a year or three
So it’s heave ho, a way we go
“Haul away, Oh haul away Joe”
Make mine a double mug of rum
It’ll take me through this loathsome glum
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