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My Boy Jack - Peter Bellamy
Oh have you news of my boy Jack
Not this tide
Oh when do you think that he'll come back
Not with this wind blowing and this tide
Has any one else had word of him
Not this tide
For what is sunk will hardly swim
Not with this wind blowing and this tide
Oh dear what comfort can I find
None this tide
Nor any tide
Except he did not shame his kind
Not even with that wind blowing
And that tide
And hold your head up all the more
This tide
And every tide;
Because he was the son you bore
And gave to that wind blowing and that tide
