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On 14
It's got a really get into it
Right at that beginning
Yeah, I know
Really shut then, if, if in–
We rolling?
Yeah, on 14
Fifteen
It's like it was dead at the beginning
Alright
We were born before the wind
All so younger than the sun
Ere the bonnie boat was won
As we sail into the mystic
Hark, now hear the sailors cry
Smell the sea and feel the sky
Let your soul and spirit fly
Into the mystic
And when that foghorn blows
You know I'll be coming home
When it blows
I wanna hear it
I don't have to fear it
And I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just way back in the days of old
And together we will float
Into the mystic, yeah-yeah
And when that foghorn blows it in
I will a-be comin' home, darlin'
And when the foghorn whistle blows, huh
I wanna hear it
I don't have to fear it
And I wanna rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And together we will float
Into the mystic, yeah-yeah
If it can't s–
One, six
We were born before
No?
No, tes–
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