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Fisherman Jim lived on the hill / With his bonnie wife an' his little boys; / 'T wuz "Blow, ye winds, as blow ye will -- / Naught we reck of your cold and noise! " / For happy and warm were he an' his, / And he dandled his kids upon his knee / To the song of the sea.
Fisherman Jim would sail all day, / But, when come night, upon the sands / His little kids ran from their play, / Callin' to him an' wavin' their hands; / Though the wind was fresh and the sea was high, / He'd hear'em -- you bet -- above the roar / Of the waves on the shore!