Crooked Still
Captain, Captain
Captain, Captain, tell me true does my sweet Willie sail with you?No my dear, he isn't here for he is drowned in this ocean, dearAnswer me, oh give me joy for I love my soldier boyOh no, lady, he's not here. Dropped down dead in the gulf, my dearGet me a chair to sit upon, and pen and ink, come write it downOn every line I will shed a tear: on every verse cry oh, my dear.Captain, Captain, build me a boat, out on these waters I must floatSearching for my Willy dear, for he has drowned in this ocean dear
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