Lyrics:
All aboard pull the oar and row
All aboard to the poles we go
All aboard take the oar and row
Climb aboard for the gale will blow
All aboard
(Row, row, row)
(Row, row, row)
(Row, row, row, row)
The ships await us by the Birka quay
All prepared with sixty oars
They will carry us
the lighthouse in the end
So long old pal, don't you worry about me
See you when I lay down my oars and hang up my pole
And walk by the memory of a man in chains
As I walked by the lake one day by chance my Dorraine passed my way
Then she and I walked hand in hand on the banks of Ponchartrain
I pinned a flower
Young Johnny Jones he had a cute little boat
And all the girlies he would take for a float.
He had girlies on the shore,
Sweet little peaches by
Young Johnny Jones he had a cute little boat
And all the girlies he would take for a float.
He had girlies on the shore,
Sweet little peaches by
Sing him to the shore
By day their oars became their mantra, at night they camped along the way
Shared music round the fire with folks from Wales
little peaches by the score
But master Johny was a wis'un, you know,
His steady girl was Flo
And every Sunday afternoon
She'd jump in his boat
Young Johnny Jones he had a cute little boat
And all the girlies he would take for a float.
He had girlies on the shore,
Sweet little peaches by
had enough
I see it all, I see it now
I got the eye of the tiger, a fighter, dancing through the fire
'Cause I am a champion and you're gonna hear
"And now for something completely different"
Hey!, Fuck you we crush crews the oar way
I'm, Sicker then using period blood for war paint
Fans
Young Johnny Jonesy had a cute little boat
And all the girlies
He would take for a float
He had girlies on the shore
Sweet little peaches by
lest you wind up dead
In the cold embrace of a watery grave
Boats down oars in the water Boats down off through the sea
Boats down singing to my fair
Now every trash can is on fire
How I cook dinner babe
We're building our house on a mire
And drinking floods of late
Search for honor in defeat
But
the tides of war,
We are your overlords.
On we sweep,
With thrashing oar.
Our only goal will be the western shore.
So now you'd better stop and rebuild all
at the oars
G#7 C#m
Or staring from the rail
E -A B7
And the sea bids farewell
G#m
She waves in swells
My mother told me
Someday I would buy
Galleys with good oars
Sails to distant shores
Stand up high in the prow
Noble barque I steer
Steady course for
and out and rejuvenate
Grooves I make
Now I figured out what I'll do today
Who are they?
Don't try test don't be rude to me
Anyhow, get the oar and row
you on your way
Flyin' by goes a stork
You decide to bring your oars in now
But accidentally knock out the cork
Row your boat to shore
at the oars
G#7 C#m
Or staring from the rail
E -A B7
And the sea bids farewell
G#m
She waves in swells
curtain
Girl it's time to get on the show
Sometimes love is a river of tears so pick up the oars and row
It's been far too long now
Since I've seen your
Gathered round this glowing heartwood spectacle of ours
Eager are we all to heave her hallowed oars
Once a shipless tribe, now shipwrights all
We
expected!
(Calling off.) Messmates, ahoy!
Come here! Come here!
(Enter Sailors, Hebe, and Relatives.)
All.
Aye, aye, my boy,
What cheer, what cheer?
Now
too late
He puts his back into the oar
And rows towards his fate
The ship cuts through, the milk white mist
Through the blind they clearly hear
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