And there’s six Spanish sailors
Drifting aimless
Through the moonlit bay
Of sweet Marseilles
And there’s a broken feeling
But nobody’s bleeding
Any secrets
To the night
As I go
To see Janey
She is lonely
In the moonlight
In the churchyard
And the guards are restless
Thinking of the princess
She’s been shivering
Warm evening
And they say she’s dying
And all the men are crying
As they raise the flags
To the wind
As I go
To see Janey
She is lonely
In the moonlight
In the churchyard
To see Janey
She is lonely
In the moonlight
In the churchyard

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