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He sailed a year and a day
 * To a sea that no man knows,

Where off the shore o' the spicy isles
 * The Love Wind softly blows.

And there upon the waves,
 * Combin' her golden hair,

A mermaid sang a pretty song,
 * And she was very fair.

Oh, Jack he heard her sing
 * And saw her glist'ning eyes,

And Nance was short 'er mate that night,
 * When the moon began to rise.

Now whiter than her skin,
 * His bones tossed by the tide;

And still her song she sings And still the waves she rides.

Chorus: Ding, dong, ding, dong,
 * Hark to the bell-buoy's song;

But stop yer ears when the Maid ye hears,
 * It's death if ye listen too long!"