We have a sailor, bold and true.
He roamed the seas where no one knew—
Where neither Columbus nor Bering had ever sailed.
He sank to the bottom in the Arctic cold,
And went under in the South, we\'re told,
Yet always came ashore, safe and unassailed!
He spent long years upon the elbow rooms
Saw both the Old World and the New—
He feared no storm, no sudden elbow room...
What was the \"ninth wave\" to him?
What was a Force 10 gale to him?
Even in a tempest, he would often croon:
Dilly-dilly-dilly-dilly-dilly,
Dilly-dilly-dilly-dilly-don!
Haven\'t we sailed past the Philippines all the way to Boston?
Dilly-dilly-dilly-dilly-dilly,
Dilly-dilly-dilly-dilly-bam!
Haven\'t we sailed through storms and calms alike, all the way to Siam?
Here is what a sailor needs to know first:
\"Lower away,\" \"heave up,\" \"hold fast,\" and \"SOS!\"
Whoever doesn\'t know, whoever doesn\'t understand—it\'s curtains!
We have a sailor, bold and true.
He says that out upon the blue,
Evere even devils can scare a sailor hearty
For he has friends—a loyal crew:
There\'s him, and me, and you.
It is the finest family—believe me, it\'s verity
Our paths lie side by side for
Together we\'ll descend to the deepest floor,
Or climb all the way to the seventh heaven above.
We\'ll drown out even the thunder\'s roar,
If we raise our voices, all as one, soul
And sing our cherished sailor\'s song, my staff!
Dilly-dilly-dilly-dilly-dilly,
Dilly-dilly-dilly-dilly-don!
Haven\'t we sailed past the Philippines all the way to Boston?
Dilly-dilly-dilly-dilly-dilly,
Dilly-dilly-dilly-dilly-bam!
Haven\'t we sailed through storms and calms alike, all the way to Siam?
Here is what a sailor must know:first
Lower, hoist, stop—and SOS!
Whoever doesn\'t know, understand—it\'s curtains!