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I'm a poor boy from the farm land your father is a wealthy sailing manIf I asked you for your hand would you tell me no oh no no noYou're a poor boy from the farm land my daddy is a wealthy sailing manHe told me if you asked my hand I'd better tell you no oh no no noYour daddy brings you silk to sew from the finest shop in tokyoHe told you to turn me down I know but don't say no oh no no noYes daddy owns a clipper ship and he brings me pearls on every tripAnd pink champagne for me to sip and you're the poorest boy I know oh so no no noI can't give you anything I can't afford a wedding ringA presents that I'd like to bring but oh I love you so oh don't say noMy daddy's three days out to sea and he would turn me across his kneeIf he knew you were kissin' me but I can't let you go oh no no no oh no no no
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