Oh captain, my captain,
My heart broke on this very day
As I wished: at least this one would stay
Till I'll get old, and he might older
But after all he closed his folder.
And there's no shoulder for my head to lie on
Because that was his job which always was done.
Oh captain, my captain.
And there's no shoulder for my head to lie on
Because that was his job which always was done.
Oh captain, my captain.
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