‘Frisco (Bill Adams Poems)
Long lines of ships at moorings used to lieBesides the wharves of 'Frisco. All the dayThe chipping hammers rang upon ...
Long lines of ships at moorings used to lieBesides the wharves of 'Frisco. All the dayThe chipping hammers rang upon ...
Johnnie Parrot, Johnnie Parrot, I'll not hear againThat old voice of yours a-ringin' down the windy rain,When the ocean morning's ...
There ain't no "Tradesman's Entrance" wrote up above his door,Like you sees on stylish houses on the stylish streets ashore,So's ...
What do I see and hear of an April morning?Many a ridge and furrow, headland and bay,Many a ship bound ...
I see a ship glide through a dockWith lovely white wings,And women watch her from the lock,A sailor, laughing, sings,Ai-lee-yoh, ...
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