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Grand-ma loved a sailor Who sailed the frozen sea Grand-pa was a whaler And he took me on his knee He said, "Son, I'm goin' crazy From livin' on the land. Got to find my shipmates And walk on foreign sands" This old man was graceful, With silver in his smile He smoked a briar pipe and He walked four country miles Singing song of shady sisters And old time liberty, Songs of love and songs of death, And songs to set men free I've got three ships and sixty men, A course for ports unread I'll stand at mast, let north winds blow Till half of us are dead Land Ho!