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There's Them that's sometimes callin'
Low in th' everin' hour,
An' if you give Them answer
They have you in their power.
A voice when the night is fallin',
A whisper on the air,
An' seekin' to draw you to them
Down in the Moaney there.
Mammy the voice a'callin',
Callin' my name to me
Was his that long is lying
Cold in the cruel sea.
You'll lave Goodbye with my Daddy
An' lay me on my bed—
Chile veen, chile veen, what ails thee!
I answered it, she said.
