The song of the whale
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1. The saddest sound I’ve ever heard,
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is the song of the humped-back
whale.
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His moans and sighs, and his
eerie cries,
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sing a sad, familiar tale.
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He sighs and blows as if he
knows,
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his race is nearly run,
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and that soon with all of his
kind he’ll fall,
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before the
whaler’s gun.
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2. For every living thing on earth
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nature made a space,
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each a living strand of a
fragile band
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that can never be replaced.
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And not from need but from
wanton greed
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man has torn down nature’s
web,
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with greed possessed, he will
not rest,
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till the
last of the whales is dead.
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3. In my minds eye I can see them die,
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as the whaler finds his mark,
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hear the muffled boom of a
cruel harpoon,
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as it blasts
their lives apart.
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I see the flood of their dark
blood,
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as it stains the ocean red,
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that bloody green will not
wash clean,
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till the
last of the whales is dead.
(orig. = capo 4th) (Eric Bogle)