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S�ist: Chorus (after each verse): 'S truach nach do dh'fhuirich mi tioram air t�r It's a pity I didn't stay on dry land 'N fh�rinn a th'agam nach maraiche mi It's the truth that I'm no sailor 'S truach nach do dh'fhuirich mi tioram air t�r It's a pity I didn't stay on dry land Ri m' mhaireann cha till mise sh�oladh As long as I live I won't return to sailing Ruith na muic-mhara ri gaillionn 's a chuan Chasing the whales in a storm at sea Mo mh�oirean air reothadh a dh'aindheoin a bhith cruaidh My fingers frozen in spite of their toughness B' fh�arr a bhith 'n ceart-uair air acair air Chluaidh It'd be better now to be at anchor on the Clyde Na bhith d�readh nan crann an South Georgia Than climbing the masts in South Georgia D�le bho'n t-sneachd 's tu gun fhasgadh o'n fhuachd Heavy snow showers and you're without shelter from the cold T' aodann 'ga sgailceadh le fras bho gach stuadh Your face slapped with a shower from every wave 'S t-airgiod am p�ilteas 's gun doigh a chur bhuat Plenty of money with nowhere to spend it 'S e s�or-losgadh toll ann a d' ph�ca And it forever burning a hole in your pocket Nuair gheibh sinn forladh 's nuair ruigeas sinn traigh When we get leave and we reach the shore Falbhaidh an oinseach-sa c�mhla ri cach This idiot will go along with the rest Chosg mi de dh'airgiod aig cunntair a' bh�r I've spent enough money at the bar A cheannaicheadh tri taighean-�sda