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There were ten of us there on the moonlit quay, / And one on the for'ard hatch; / No straighter mate to his mates than he / Had ever said: ‘Len's a match! ' / 'Twill be long, old man, ere our glasses clink, / 'Twill be long ere we grip your hand! -- / And we dragged him ashore for a final drink / Till the whole wide world seemed grand.
For they marry and go as the world rolls back, / They marry and vanish and die; / But their spirit shall live on the Outside Track / As long as the years go by.