1:13:05
That fine.
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There's a school of fish
Way down deep in the sea
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Where the little fish
Studied geography
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My father, he teach me this song.
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And I put your kind of words to it.
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There they write on a slate
And they read from a book
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Learn to run with the bait
Then just leave them the hook
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I got to sing every time I get mad.
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It drive those flying fish
out of my stomach, do you know?
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Yeah, ho, little fish
Don't cry, don't cry
1:13:39
You'll be a baleia
By-and-by
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Baleia, that mean big fish...
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like whale, you know?
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With fins and a tail
To help you sail
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And maybe some wings
To help you fly
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Yeah, ho, little fish
Don't cry, don't cry
1:13:58
Yeah, ho, little fish
Don't cry, don't cry
1:14:32
Here's Disko. Cod must be coming.
Hello, friend!
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- Hiya, James!
- Come on over.
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There the Blue Gill.
She's from Gloucester, same as us.
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And there's the Elizabeth K. Brown. She
sail good when the skipper he is sober.
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There the Flying Swan.
She drag her anchor all time.
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Everybody comes here and fishes last...
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because it's the biggest
and best bank, huh?
1:14:56
Sure. Only some come too soon,
some come too late.
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Disko, he come right with codfish, see?