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VOYAGE OF OLE
(Hank Mills)
'66 Johnny Music, BMI

in 1490 I was at 92
Christopher Columbus the people what he'd do
I'll prove to you my theory though you scarped me and frowned
That's who can blame you standing or isn't the ground

Well dog my cat she was a stubborn fellow
He pushed till he got to see Isabella
I new mason boats you better let me have three
The Nina and the and the Santa Marie

Row your row your boat
Hey sailor row oh no you don't
You better get in cause your making me
If you don't row the boat then never get to shore

Well a storm started in the middle of the drift
But like big fat Johnny didn't a lot a lip
He kept all the sailors from mutiny
By telling them their names would go down in

Well a skinny little fellow eye for the best
Shimmied up the pole and chased the from his nest
He started shoutin' when a flew in his hand
runnin' out of water this must be the land

When ole Chris found America he was a man
He thought he was the first to upon the land
But a spoil hick sailor who was on Spanish beer
He painted everywhere Kilroy Was Here

Row boat row your boat...
Row your boat row boat...
Row your boat row boat...