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Row, Row, Row

Bing Crosby

Bing's Buddies

1951

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 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

Come all you mourners
Shed a tear for me
It's been several weeks
Still I am lost at sea

Not an oar to row me home with
Nor a sail to blow some hope

And Now for Something Completely Different

Funkoars

The Hip Hop Show

2005

"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

wanderer
You don't have a gypsy soul
You're a pioneer in a peddler's clothes
Oh wanderer
You don't have a gypsy soul
You might be lost now but you have

They haunt me, scare me, taunt me, dare me

Wondering wanderer going
Nowhere but everywhere
Here lies the quest of time
Keep your head up, you'll be fine

Halted by the scent of sentient bacon on two legs
Paranormal pansophy or simply through a cam lens?
Off our Amish tech and returned to circuitry

Like melismas
Music and lyrics by Benedicte Torget

I am far away from home
with my friend
we are in the old town
and there's a deep sigh

bein' paved by Lego, so why don't you let go of notions and enjoy the show?
Did what I say just brain ya, did it Bane ya? My angle is lineal, doin' my

I was born by the river
It smells just like this place
Like rotten, like hell
But you don't notice bad smell
'Cause your nose misunderstand it
I'm

I was a wanderer then
Holding my tongue, drinking cheap wine
Thinking anybody can make it
 
I think I was waiting on some lover or a stranger

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

to the butchers we're just meat
I guess we're best left in a drawer
So the lions can eat some more
Thinking I could row you down
We'll use our hands for oars
Show

Three sisters
Came to me last night
Last night
They said, "There's a boat
On the shore
A gas lantern and one oar
For your trip
Go home

lands,
To fight the horde singing and crying:
"Valhalla I am coming!"

On we sweep,
With thrashing oar.
Our only goal will be the western shore.

We come

Road Train Blues

Slim Dusty

Down the Dusty Road

2001

back home,
I've always been a wanderer, got these ramblin' shoes,
Guess that I was born to know the road train blues.
I better stop and get out,

Row the Boat Together

The Hollies

The Other Side of the Hollies

1978

Standing by a riverside 
A river so deep and so wide 
Current's too strong for only one man 
I know because I tried 

I got eight oars - 
four

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

the merry dance no more
Trampled the evening river-buds by Nile's embroidered shore,

That day the gonfalons were down, the silver lamps untrimmed,
Sad

it without you
Here by my side

We sailed between
Each waveline
Your oars pulled away
Behind mine

Turbulence tries it's way
But I know together we'll

snel beslisse, oars duorret it te lang
Wat is no dyn belang
Giet it moai en hast de wyn mei
Ist net moeilijk en dan fieldst dy frei
Mar mast dan by de

of a crystal tarp
Touched by dawning light

Underneath this plane there is a weight
That pushes me upward
Visions bounce where my oar breaks the face
Fractals

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

in vain
while their prides in the way death invented the tomb
but we can overcome these tragedies in humanity
by lookin at life through the lens