Voyage Of Ole Chris Lyrics - Del Reeves

VOYAGE OF OLE CHRIS 

(Hank Mills) 

'66 Johnny Bienstock Music, BMI 

Back in 1490 I was at 92 

Christopher Columbus told the people what he'd do 

Said I'll prove to you my theory though you scarped me and frowned 

That's who can blame you standing or isn't that the ground 

Well dog my kitty cat she was a stubborn fellow 

He pushed till he got to see Queen Isabella 

I need new mason boats you better let me have three 

The Nina and the Pinta and the Santa Marie 

Row your boat row your boat 

Hey there sailor row oh no you don't 

You better get in cause your making me soar 

If you don't row the boat then will never get to shore 

Well a storm started brewing in the middle of the drift 

But like big fat Johnny didn't take a lot a lip 

He kept all the sailors from permittin' mutiny 

By telling them their names would go down in history 

Well a skinny little fellow whos eye for the best 

Shimmied up the pole and chased the crow from his nest 

He started shoutin' when a duck flew in his hand 

Were runnin' out of water this must be the land 

When ole Chris found America he was a happy man 

He thought he was the first to walk upon the land 

But a spoil hick sailor who was high on Spanish beer 

He painted signs everywhere Kilroy Was Here 

Row your boat row your boat... 

Row your boat row your boat... 

Row your boat row your boat...