Oh, keep my drumming steady - Keep those rowers in line. I've got this buzzing in my head from your Madeira wine, and I never knew a sea so wild as what we're sailing now; so keep my drumming strong and sure for just one more hour. Oh, I'm sailing on the ocean and my eyes are opened wide. And now I row myself ashore along an alligator's hide (I'm drumming for the oarsmen). Oh, keep me in the rhythm and the posture of a man inside the belly of a galley sifting through the sand. Oh, I'm sailing on the ocean and my eyes are opened wide. And now I row myself ashore along an alligator's hide (I'm drumming for the oarsmen).
Bert Jerred
