For everybody wants to row;
And there's any amount of laugh and chatter,
And crabs are caught, but it doesn't matter;
For we're all afloat
In an open boat,
And the breeze is light and the sky is blue,
And the sun is toasting us through and through.
By a buttercup field we came to land
And every passenger lent a hand
To unload our food and spread it out,