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| OH, the moon shines bright, and we sail to-night, | |
| And we’re bound for Sourabaya! | |
| So it’s ‘Farewell, Jane!’ for we’re off again | |
| With the turning of the tide! | |
| Oh, the Java girls haven’t got no curls, | 5 |
| But they’ll meet us on the Praya, | |
| And, Malay or Dutch, well, the odds ain’t much, | |
| And the ocean’s deep and wide! | |
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| We’re bound for Sourabaya, boys, | |
| Where the girls are kind and brown! | 10 |
| By the break of day we’ll be far away! | |
| Farewell to Sydney town! | |
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| Oh, the girls look glum, when the parting’s come, | |
| And we’re bound for Sourabaya! | |
| And they weep and wail, cos’ the ship must sail | 15 |
| With the turning of the tide! | |
| But we soon forget, when our sheets are wet | |
| And the dancing dolphins play—ah, | |
| And the gale pipes high in the mackerel sky, | |
| And the ocean’s deep and wide! | 20 |
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| We’re bound for Sourabaya, boys, | |
| Where the girls are kind and brown, | |
| And they hope and pray that we’ve come to stay! | |
| Farewell to Sydney town! | |
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| When the coin’s all gone, and the hatches on, | 25 |
| And we’re bound for Sourabaya, | |
| There’s a kiss for Nell, and a long farewell, | |
| With the turning of the tide! | |
| But there’s not much wrong, and it don’t last long, | |
| Tho’ she mourns you for a day—ah! | 30 |
| And she wears no black if you don’t come back! | |
| For the ocean’s deep and wide! | |
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| And we’re bound for Sourabaya, boys, | |
| Where the girls are kind and brown, | |
| So we’ll drink once more, | 35 |
| While we’re on the shore, | |
| Farewell to Sydney town! | |
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