Youre on a wide open ocean
No one around you for miles
Your thinkin of drinkin on water
While youre sailing the nile

No one to stop you on your way
Flyin by goes a stork
You decide to bring your oars in now
But accidently knock out the cork

Row your boat to shore
cause it is leaking and youre still drinking
Unless you cork the hole
You wont be sailing, youll be sinking

Not knowin your sinkin
You take out a bottle of rum
Swiggin a drink to the bottom
The bottle reads van monchinghum

Oars back into the water
You think youll sail on
But you cant cause your boat contains
Three and a half gallons

Chorus:

Row, row, row your boat
Sail your ship to shore
Youre barely, barely, barely keeping afloat
I hope that you wont drink no more