IngredientsVoiceHave to have used a mermaid spell an are a mermaid DescriptionSing this song:Upon one summer's morning I carelessly did stray Down by the walls of wapping Where I met a sailor gay Conversing with a bouncing lass Who seem'd to be in pain Saying, William when you go I fear you'll ne'er return again His hair it does hang in ringlets His eyes as black as coal May happiness attend him Wherever he goes From tower hill to blackwall I wander, weep, and moan All for my jolly sailor bold Until he does return My father is a merchant The truth I now will tell And in great London city In opulence doth dwell His fortune doth exceed 300,000 gold And he frowns upon his daughter Who loves a sailor bold A fig for his riches His merchandise and gold True love is grafted in my heart Give me my sailor bold
Spell CastingSing this song:Upon one summer's morning I carelessly did stray Down by the walls of wapping Where I met a sailor gay Conversing with a bouncing lass Who seem'd to be in pain Saying, William when you go I fear you'll ne'er return again His hair it does hang in ringlets His eyes as black as coal May happiness attend him Wherever he goes From tower hill to blackwall I wander, weep, and moan All for my jolly sailor bold Until he does return My father is a merchant The truth I now will tell And in great London city In opulence doth dwell His fortune doth exceed 300,000 gold And he frowns upon his daughter Who loves a sailor bold A fig for his riches His merchandise and gold True love is grafted in my heart Give me my sailor bold Should he return in pov'ty From o're the ocean far To my tender bosom I'll press my jolly tar My sailor is as smiling As the pleasant month of May And often we have wandered Through Ratcliffe highway Where many a pretty blooming girl We happy did behold Reclining on the bosom Of her jolly sailor bold Come all you pretty fair maids Whoever you may be Who love a jolly sailor bold That plows the raging sea While up aloft In storm or gale From me his absence mourn And firmly pray Arrive the day He home will safe return My name it is Maria A merchant's daughter fair And I have left my parents And three thousand pounds a year My heart is pierced by Cupid I disdain all glittering gold There is nothing can console me But my jolly sailor bold Magic spells for everyone, anytime, any occasion.
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