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Too much too little is a sailor's dread It's feast or famine by the wind we're led We're settin' in irons or righting a gale The good wind never gonna fill our sails? The good wind never gonna fill our sails.
The sky in the morning was a terrible red Too much too little is a sailor's a dread Take heed of the warning like the captain said Too much too little is a sailor's dread
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We burned our six days in the mid-day sun Too much too little is a sailor's dread Not a breath was seen till the seventh one Too much too little is a sailor's dread
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We reefed our rigging for the morning blow Too much too little is a sailor's dread Then we all took cover in the hold below Too much too little is the sailor's dread
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The trade winds surely gonna end our woes Too much too little is a sailor's dread We sit much longer and we might not know Too much too little is a sailor's dread
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Well the wind and the rain and the salty spray Too much too little is a sailor's dread It'll burn your eyes in in a punishin' way Too much too little is a sailor's dread
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