Well the diamond is a shipment, while the navy's trace she's bound
Indicating is a garnish, with Bonnie Lessie's round
The Captain gives the order to sail the ocean light
With a sun thats never set me lads, no dagger skims the sky
And the sheer of gluts let your hearts never fail
For the Bonnie Shit the Diamond Gold go fishin for da whale
Of all the key and beer we have
Velocis stand around with their shorts all boiled around them and the sword is running down
Oh don't you heed me, Bonnie Lass
For although you left behind
Where the rose will grow in Winter's eyes before we change our mind
And the sheer of gluts, let your hearts never fail
For the bonnie shit the diamond gold go fishin for da whale
Writer(s): Traditional, Bob Dylan
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