You´re on a wide open ocean
No one around you for miles
Your thinkin´ of drinkin´ on water
While you´re 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 you´re still drinking
Unless you cork the hole
You won´t be sailing, you´ll 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 you´ll sail on
But you can´t ´cause your boat contains
Three and a half gallons

Not knowin´ your sinkin´
You take out a bottle of rum
Swiggin´ a drink to the bottom
The bottle reads ´Van Monchinghum´

Row, row, row your boat
Sail your ship to shore
You´re barely, barely, barely keeping afloat
I hope that you won´t drink no more