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SAILORS
The master, the swabber, the boatswain and I,
The gunner and his mate,
Loved Mall, Meg, Marian and Margery,
BOATSWAIN
Margery!
SAILORS
But none of us cared for Kate
For she had a tongue with a tang
TRINCULO & STEPHANO
A tang!
SAILORS
Would cry to a sailor, “Go hang!”
TRINCULO & STEPHANO
Go hang!
SAILORS
She loved not the savor of tar nor of pitch
STEPHANO
Yet a tailor might scratch her where’er she did itch
SAILORS
Then to sea, boys, and let her go hang!
TRINCULO & STEPHANO
To sea, boys, and let her go hang!
SAILORS
To sea, boys,
To sea, boys,
To waves wild and free, boys
I haven’t a mate,
But I don’t care for Kate,
Then to sea, boys, and let her go hang!