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verse 1
He was born a sailors son,
Nothing came easy or free,
He suffered the squalls, all the rises and falls,
And everything else in between.
Pre-Chorus 1
But he says storms always fade after they've had their way,
They're never as bad as they seem.
As long as the rivers still run to the seas,
Hey lucky you lucky me,
Hey lucky you lucky me.
Instrumental (x1)
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verse 2
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verse 3
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Fade Out