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Harbor Where wind will sing, And clouds will dance. Where salt will sting, And waves will prance.
Where spay will fly, And ships will roll. Where gulls will cry, And bells will toll.
Where sails will flap, And rocks will skip. Where ropes will snap, And bows will tip.
This is where I long to be, That sea bound ship please wait for me. Harbour click play button for streaming audio |
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