The Panama Canal

Got a trap-steamer, my ship's called Hal Forty miles on the Panama Canal Got a cargo of sodas, they are lo-cal Forty miles on the Panama Canal Sailing 'cross the Caribbean Sea Do the Pacific in a jiffy Peru, Panama but not on land I'd look silly with my ship in the sand Yo Hal, try that canal Yo Hal, the canal is your pal You can sail a cargo ship From sea to shining sea Through the Panama Canal for a nominal fee You enter a lock, it's a ship coral Forty miles on the Panama Canal You pay your money, then get a decal Forty miles on the Panama Canal You cross the locks, they number three Full of water for you and me 100 feet wide, 41 feet deep Water enough to drench a sheep High lock, up goes the ship Low lock, the ship takes a dip First they raise the water level Then lower it again 'Cross the Panama Canal It's real easy We pass the locks, with good moral Forty miles on the Panama Canal The crew yells out, 'Thank you, Hal' Forty Miles on the Panama Canal You're welcome, men Wasn't that fun Forty miles, our voyage is done For I'm full on now past Balboa Adios Panama, so long - aloha