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A Sailor's Lady.

I fight not for my country.
I fight not for my men.
I fight for my Lady ashore.

She has hair of silk.
She has eyes of gold.
She has everything I adore.

I fight for my Lady.
I fight for her heart.
I fight to give her more.

She is so humble.
She is so kind.
She is why I sail the seas that do roar.

I fight for her trust.
I fight for her approval.
I fight to fufill what I swore.

When I return,
When I go home,
When I see her open that door,

I will bow on my knees and ask her to wed,
For she is the one I live for.

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