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I met her in Venezuela With a basket on her head And if she loved others she didn't say But I knew she do, to pass away the time in Venezuela Pass away the time in Venezuela I gave her a silin' sash of blue A silkin' sash of blue Because I thought that she would do with all the tricks, I knew she knew To pass away the time in Venezuela And when the wind was out to sea, the wind was out to sea And she was taking leave of me I said sheer up there'll always be Sailors on shore on leave in Venezuela |