Swansea Town (Gustav Holst) - ChoralWiki
But still I live in hopes to see old Swansea Town once more. 3 Oh now the storm it's rising, I can see it coming on, The night so dark as anything, we cannot see the moon; Our good old ship she is toss'd aft, our rigging is all tore But still I live in hopes to see old Swansea Town once more. 4 Oh, it's now the storm is over and we are safe on ...
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