Boat Song

We got that small paddle boat in the yard, rusting old
You've got, you got a hammer, a nail and a mighty fine flag to sail high

Out on the sea we will drift far away from all this junk in our yards, in our heads
We'll lay it to rest
Out on the sea we will row, row this boat toward the sun
Till we cross the horizon

We got that big yellow ball and that sky blue canopy
And you got, you got some string, some paper and the paint brush too
Throw it in, the sky is somewhat hung by a string

Out on the sea we will drift far away from all this junk in our yards, in our heads
We'll lay it to rest
Out on the sea we will row, row this boat toward the sun
Till we cross the horizon

Across that fine, fine line on the
Other side, side, side
Maybe we'll find a happy ending
Maybe you'll find me singing and humming an
Old sailors song, it goes

Out on the sea we will drift far away from all this junk in our yards, in our heads
We'll lay it to rest
Out on the sea we will row, row this boat toward the sun
Till we cross the horizon

Out on the sea we will drift far away from all this junk in our yards, in our heads
We'll lay it to rest
Out on the sea we will row, row this boat toward the sun
Till we cross the horizon