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   We skipped 

             
the light fand

     
ango
             
   Turned cart

              
wheels 'cross 

          
the floor 
             
   I was feeli

            
ng kinda seasi

     
ck 
             
   But the cro

              
wd called out 

        
for more 
             
   The room wa

            
s humming hard

     
er 
             
   As the ceil

             
ing flew away 
             
   When we cal

             
led out for an

     
other drink 
             
   The waiter 

          
brought a tray

.


            
   And so it w

         
as that later 
             
   As the mill

            
er told his ta

     
le 
             
   That her fa

              
ce, at first j

           
ust ghostly, 
             
   Turned a wh

             
iter shade of 

       
pale.


             
   She said, "

              
I'm home on a 

             
shore leave,"
             
   Though in t

              
ruth waved at 

      
sea
             
   So I took h

            
er by the look

    
ing glass
             
   Would not l

            
et her berathe


, 
             
   Saying, "Yo

              
u must be the 

        
mermaid
             
   That took N

             
eptune for a r

      
ide."
             
   She smiled 

             
at me so sadly
             
   That my ang

              
er straightway

 
 died.


            
   And so it w

         
as that later 
             
   As the mill

            
er told his ta

     
le 
             
   That her fa

              
ce, at first j

           
ust ghostly, 
             
   Turned a wh

             
iter shade of 

       
pale. 


             
   She said, "

            
There is no re

       
ason 
             
   And the tru

              
th is plain to

       
 see." 
             
   But I wande

              
red through my

            
 playing cards

  
 
             
   And would n

             
ot let her be 
             
   One of sixt

            
een vestal vir

        
gins 
             
   Who were le

              
aving for the 

       
coast 
             
   And althoug

              
h my eyes were

  
 open
             
   They might 

              
have just as w

         
ell been close

d. 

  
            
   And so it w

         
as that later 
             
   As the mill

            
er told his ta

     
le 
             
   That her fa

              
ce, at first j

           
ust ghostly, 
             
   Turned a wh

             
iter shade of 

       
pale.


             
   If music be

            
 the food of l

     
ove
             
   Then laught

            
er is it's que

     
en
             
   And likewis

              
e if behind is

         
 in front
             
   Then dirt i

            
n truth is cle

     
an
             
   My mouth by

            
 then like car

         
dboard
             
   Seemed to s

              
lip straight t

              
hrough my head
             
   So we crash

              
 dived straigh

             
tway quickly
             
   And attacke

            
d the ocean be

d.


            
   And so it w

         
as that later 
             
   As the mill

            
er told his ta

     
le 
             
   That her fa

              
ce, at first j

           
ust ghostly, 
             
   Turned a wh

             
iter shade of 

       
pale.

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