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We were very tired, we were very merry -- / We had gone back and forth all night on the ferry.
It was bare and bright, and smelled like a stable -- / But we looked into a fire, we leaned across a table, / We lay on the hill-top underneath the moon; / And the whistles kept blowing, and the dawn came soon.