Luck
What bring you, sailor, home from the sea —
Coffers of gold and of ivory?
When first I went to sea as a lad
A new jack-knife was all I had.
And I've sailed for fifty years and three
To the coasts of gold and of ivory:
And now at the end of a lucky life,
Well, still I've got my old jack-knife.
Coffers of gold and of ivory?
When first I went to sea as a lad
A new jack-knife was all I had.
And I've sailed for fifty years and three
To the coasts of gold and of ivory:
And now at the end of a lucky life,
Well, still I've got my old jack-knife.
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