Oh, Sail Away

(альбом: Close-Up - 1961)

Just a-singing, (Once again now) (Just a-singin') (A-singin') Ooh, sail away. Ooh, sail away

A man would be a fool to spend all his money and have to go to sea once more
But when those brown skin gals start calling you honey, you'll be a sailing from that shore

Just a-singing, (Once again now) (Just a-singin') (A-singin') Ooh, sail away. Ooh, sail away

When we hit Trinidad, was there I met Marni. Don't you know we started drinking rum
But now I feel so bad. She took all my money and now I sail with the morning sun

So all ye sailor lads who want to go sporting, mark ye well what I do say
Don't trust them brown skin gals. They'll be your misfortune. You'll be at sea till your dying day

Just a-singing, (Once again now) (Just a-singin') (A-singin') Ooh, sail away. Ooh, sail away