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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
Said 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 kitty cat she was a fellow
He till he got to see Queen Isabella
I new mason boats you better let me have three
The Nina and the Pinta and the Santa

Row boat 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 never get to shore

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

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

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

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