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This salty man’s a salty dog
His travels have left him weary
Got boots all lined up at the door
He’s must be carrying stones again…
His salty wife waits on salty shores
Tending the child she carries
Washing his wounds with olive soap
Hold down the fort he’s on his way home…
Andrew Russe
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Oh, and while I'm commenting - love the riffing over the sparse background on this. Simple and powerful.
