while i was playing i tripped and hurt my knee
it began to bleed and flow its pain into me
but i laughed it off since i knew that it would heal
and tomor Row there will be a scab i could peel
at the cape i push my boat off from the land
and it blows the sails billowing tall and grand
i can see the shore receeding in the breeze
as i go on my voyage to sail the seven seas
from the south a gale rises into a squall
and the clouds they burst and raindrops start to fall
its a sign that spring is ready to begin
but first i must return home to take the laundry in
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