'Twas early in eighty-two,
And I think on March the twentieth day,
So I thought I'd have a little cruise
From the Well Street Home down Tiger Bay.
I had not then been long at sea
When I was met be a pretty maid;
She had on a rare red dress
And around her neck a tartan plaid.
"Tiger Bay," Oxford Book of Sea Songs, Palmer
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