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

Back in I was at 92
Columbus told the people what he'd do
Said I'll prove to you my theory you scarped me and frowned
That's who can blame you standing or that the ground

dog my kitty cat she was a stubborn fellow
He pushed he got to see Queen Isabella
I need new mason boats you better let me three
The Nina and the Pinta and the Santa

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

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

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

ole Chris found America he was a happy man
He thought he was the first to walk the land
But a spoil sailor who was high on Spanish beer
He painted signs everywhere Was Here

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