‘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 ...
Give me a tub, a dirty tub,Most any old tub will do,A hard old hooker with decks to scrubAnd a ...
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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