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MORNING GLORY (Traditional) 浜様様様様様様様様様様様様様様様様様様様様様様様様様様融 CHORUS One for the morning glory, Two for the early dew, Three for the man who will stand his ground And four for the love of you, Me girl! Four for the love of you. 藩様様様様様様様様様様様様様様様様様様様様様様様様様様夕 At the end of the day I like a little drink To raise up meself and sing A round or two of a fine brown brew And I'm ready for anything! At the Cross Keys Inn there were sisters four The landlord's daughters fair. And every night when they put out the light I would tiptoe up the stair, SINGING: (CHORUS) Well, I got the call from foreign shores To go and fight the foe, I thought no more of the sisters four But still I was sad to go. We sailed away on a ship, the Morning Glory was her name, We'd all fall down when the rum went 'round Then we'd get up and start again, SINGING: (CHORUS) Well, I bore once more for me native shore Farewell to the raging sea. The Cross Keys Inn it was beckoning And me heart was filled with glee. But there on the shore were the sisters four With a bundle upon each knee There were three little girls and a bouncing boy And they all looked just like me! SINGING: (CHORUS)


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