My Donald
Oh my Donald he works upon the sea
"¨On the waves that blow wild and free"¨
He splices the ropes and he sets the sails
"¨While southward he rolls to the home of the whale
"¨And he ne'er thinks of me far behind
"¨Nor the torments that rage in my mind
"¨He's mine for only part of the year
"¨And I'm left all alone with only my tears
Oh you ladies that smell of wild rose"¨
Think you of the perfume to where the man goes
"¨Think you of the wives and the babies that yearn
"¨For the man ne'er returns from hunting the sperm
Oh my Donald he works upon the sea
"¨On the waves that blow wild and free
"¨He splices the ropes and he sets the sails
"¨While southward he rolls to the home of the whale