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The sea, the sea, the open sea
The blue, the fresh, the ever free
Without a mark, without a bound
It runneth the earth's wide regions round
It plays with the clouds, it mocks the skies
And like a tethered creature lies.
Dijaree, dijaree, dijaree, do
Killawa, conquera, kill'm all too
Billabong, billabong, we'll beat you
Warra warra, killawarra, blue red blue.
To be or not to be
That is the question
Whether it is nobler in the mind
To suffer the slings and arrows
Of outrageous fortune
Or to take up arms
Against a sea of troubles
Lone dog
I'm a lean dog, a keen dog, a wild dog, and lone;
I'm rough dog, a tough dog, hunting on my own;
I'm a bad dog, a mad dog, teesing silly sheep;
I love to sit and bay the moon, to keep fat souls from sleep.