LYRIC

When the holy (……..) decides to take a look,
Refers to the pages of his holy book,
Sends the warm rain falling from the sky,
If you've never been a sailor better try
If you've never been a sailor better try
If you've never been a sailor better try
If you've never been a sailor better try
If you've never been a sailor better try
If you've never been a sailor better try
If you've never been a sailor better try
If you've never been a sailor better try
If you've never been a sailor you'd better try…..

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