Songs:Wings Of A Gull (4887)
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Lyrics
Traditional
Oh if I had the wings of a gull, me boys, I would spread 'em and fly home. I would leave old Greenland's icy grounds, For the right whale here is none. The weather's rough and the winds do blow. There's little comfort here And I'd sooner be snug in a Deptford pub A' drinking of strong beer. Oh, a man must be mad or he's wanting money bad To venture catching whales, For he may be drowned when the fish turns around Or his head smashed in with its tail. Though the work seems grand to a young green hand And his heart is high when he goes, In a very short burst he'd as soon as hear a curse As the cry of: "There she blows!"
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 | Folk 5,963 items |
 | Piano 2,675 items |
 | Vocal Harmonies 2,426 items |
 | Pretty 2,103 items |
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Categories: Cover | Folk | Piano | Vocal harmonies | Pretty
