I met Lord Randall out in the steel cold
He had a mind that did feel
And a leather hold
Slung around his neck
Like an albatross of gold
Oh I met Lord Randall out in the blue cold
Where have you wandered?
And what have you seen?
While you've been a sailor
On the sea of green
Oh I been a whaler
Around the Philippines
But I never saw your brother
No I never saw my mother
No I never saw my brother
Upon the sea of green
Oh how far have you sailed Lord Randall my son?
I've sailed across the ocean to the land of the rising sun
And I've done the gun running, I've been a hired gun
Just hold on to your hats while the whirlwind comes
There's a length of twisted flax
She has tied in her hair
Oh lord Randall have you seen
My lover, for was my bride out there?
But I lost her early for I had to sea fare
And it's a trouble, It's a trouble
For the double, march on the double
Have you ever seen my lover in a bubble out there?
I never saw your lover, only mirrors and shadows
Only smoke screens and ghosts in liminal scenes
Where it all was changing slowly like in a dream
But I never held another who was your lover
No I never held your lover on the sea of green
Lord Randall if you're lying
Then I'll kill you down dead
And you will be lying on your deathbed
But if you are Lord True and not Lord False to me
Then I'll still send home your letter in the arms of the sea
Yes, I'll write home your letter from the arms of the sea
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