Ships On the Ocean

Oh this ship is made of paper

Alone, alone I sail the seven seas

Call my mother, more money

Alone, alone it's nothing I wouldn't do for you

Lord there's nothing in this world, baby

Oh, ow

I wouldn't do for you

If a shark bit off both my legs

You know that seamen on land turn to sand

All week, baby

Oh, turn my poor self over

And crawl home to you on my hands

Somebody better come here I suspect baby

Lord, there ain't nothing in this world, baby

Hmm, mmm, I wouldn't do for you

Pickup on this, pickup baby, pickup, pickup

This the blues, ya hear

Look here baby

Mmm uh, mmm, uh, uh, mmm

Oh, ooh

Oh, Lord have mercy baby

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yah ah, ah hmm

You take me home this morning

And make my long house turn up, ha-ha

On my head