Part V lyrics

PLAY FAIRPORT CONVENTION Part V video John Lee, your headache`s growing, the cold wind`s blowing
But the sea`s without a ripple
John Lee, your forehead`s damp, your muscles cramp
And the sea can`t use a cripple
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John Lee, you`re turning around your plate again
Oh, John Lee
John Lee, you`re turning around your plate again
Oh, John Lee
John Lee`s been made a freeman, his heart`s a seaman
But his flesh won`t make a sailor
Working in a big hotel, waiting for the bell
That`s ringing for his labour
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John Lee, your chances are good, you better touch wood
We think things must get better
John Lee, you`ve a friend so true, she wants to help you
Miss Keyes has sent a letter
(Chorus)

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