(Well of course there’s
plenty)
Say I say I
(Well of course there’s no
sun
Nor a moon in the sky)
As we sail under starlight
And pass it all by
And cheery we twinkle
And boozy we sigh
(Well of course there’s a
twinkle)
Is thy lullaby.
(Well of course there’s no
moon)
As we move on the deep
And its face gives a snort
But remains asleep
(Well of course there’s a
face)
And its face we keep
As windy we wander
And stilly we weep
And of course we wander
Under starlight steep.
And the owl sings us all asleep
As Pussycat paws at the face of the deep.