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in norway, there sits a maid, by lou, my baby, she begins, little know i my child's father, or if land or sea he's livin' in, then there arose at her bed feet, and a grumbly guest, i'm sure it was he, saying here am i thy child's father, although that i am not comely, i am a man upon the land, i am a selchie in the sea, and when i am in my own country, my dwellin' is in shule skerry, and he hath taken a purse of gold, he hath put it upon her knee, saying give to me my little wee son, and take thee up thy nurse's fee, and it shall come to pass, on a summer day, when the sun shines hot, on every stone, that i shall take my little wee son, and i'll teach him for to swim in the foam, and you will marry a gunner good, and a proud good gunner i'm sure he'll bev, and he'll go out on a may morning, and he'll kill both my wee son and me, and lo, she did marry a gunner good, and a proud good gunner i'm sure it was he, and the very first shot that ere he did shoot, he killed the son and the great selchie, in norway, there sits a maid, by lou, my baby, she begins, little know i my child's father, or if land or sea he's livin' in
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Artist: collins, judy