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

in 1490 I was at 92
Christopher Columbus told the people 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 stubborn
He till he got to see Queen Isabella
I need new mason you better let me have three
The and the Pinta and the Santa Marie

Row boat row your boat
Hey sailor row oh no you don't
You get in cause your making me soar
If you don't row the boat then will get to shore

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

Well a skinny little fellow whos eye for the
Shimmied up the pole and chased the crow his nest
He started shoutin' when a duck 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 to walk upon the land
But a spoil hick sailor who was on Spanish beer
He painted signs everywhere Was Here

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