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Title |
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Time |
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Info |
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1 |
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Overture |
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3:54 |
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2 |
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We sail the ocean blue |
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2:05 |
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3 |
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Hail, men-o'-wars' men |
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0:31 |
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4 |
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I'm called Little Buttercup |
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1:28 |
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5 |
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Aye, Little Buttercup - and well called |
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1:34 |
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6 |
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But, tell me - who's the youth? |
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0:28 |
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7 |
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The nightingale sighed |
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2:00 |
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8 |
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A maiden fair to see |
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1:46 |
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9 |
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Ah, my poor lad, you've climbed too high |
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1:00 |
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10 |
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My gallant crew, good morning |
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0:24 |
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11 |
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I am the captain of the Pinafore |
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1:46 |
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12 |
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Sir, you are sad! |
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1:22 |
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13 |
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Sorry her lot who loves too well |
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3:04 |
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14 |
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My child, I grieve to see |
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2:10 |
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15 |
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Over the bright blue sea |
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2:33 |
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16 |
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Now give three cheers ... I am the monarch of the sea |
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1:54 |
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17 |
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When I was a lad I served a term |
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2:43 |
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18 |
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You've a remarkably fine crew |
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3:17 |
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19 |
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Ah! Sir Joseph's a true gentleman |
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1:35 |
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20 |
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A British tar is a soaring soul |
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2:03 |
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21 |
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It is useless - Sir Joseph's attentions nauseate me |
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2:56 |
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22 |
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Refrain, audacious tar |
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3:16 |
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23 |
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Can I survive this overbearing? |
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3:12 |
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24 |
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O joy, o rapture unforeseen ... He thinks he's won his Josephine... |
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1:21 |
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25 |
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This very night |
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4:04 |
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26 |
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Let's give three cheers for the sailor's bride |
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2:19 |
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Total time |
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52:14 |
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