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Wandering back to when I was a kid and went down to the docks to

Watch the old men carving wood and watch the sailors tying knots

But the thing that I remember best is gray-haired old Patch Eye

And the stories that he told about his younger days as we watched those

ships roll by.

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He talked about his missing eye and

He talked about his wooden leg

But he never told me about the old tattoo

On his right arm that said Meg