Lyrics:
On either side of the river lie
Long fields of barley and of rye,
That clothe the world and meet the sky;
And thro' the field the road run by
On either side of the river lie
Long fields of barley and of rye
That clothe the wold and meet the sky;
And thro’ the field the road run by
dare not go
For if I do, my mother will say
Did you ever see a goat rowing a boat?
Down by the bay
Down by the bay, where the watermelons grow
Back to my
do, (For if I do,) my mother will say, (my mother will say,)
"Have you ever seen a goat cruising on a boat, down by the bay?"
Down by the bay (Down
By the bay at midnight
The fog was thick, the moon was bright
A boat below blew it's horn
And now I am cold and so alone
It was midnight
It was
the ship into irons"
That's nautical terms for not sailing the boat directly into the wind
In order to do that though, you have to know where the wind is
new house is on the river)
(My new house is on the river)
My new house is on the river
So I had to buy a boat, better yet, it's called a yacht
I
for war we send the missiles (woah)
Hangin' by the rope like some dope (like some dope)
Pretty hoe, deep throat 'til she choke (ooh)
Pussy good,
to switch
Probably only wit 'cause I'm rich now she only on my booty call list
Yeah war monkey don't stop no show, but she still can ride my banana boat,
She
little peaches by the score
But master Johny was a wis'un, you know,
His steady girl was Flo
And every Sunday afternoon
She'd jump in his boat
on a beautiful day
our boats collide, we feel the breeze
we stay afloat and make the most of everything
by noon we had swung the ropes in the woods
missed
I always drive looking in the rearview
Driving, acting like I know the lines
A crow flies by my back window
Bring something shining around
If we're
And so we are here
We ain't smoking on the old floor
Not digging on the old shore
Buddy
Our boat is on the way up
We made this castle out of hard
run up on him 'cause
Nigga he not by himself
Either his boat or mine
I get my nine 'cause one
Of these bitches gon' sail
I can't even trust my
Family,
Well back up the boat, throw the cooler in the middle,
Got a lot of time, gonna kill us a little.
Gonna sink it down deep to the bottom
Whoa, whoa
Can't swim so I took a boat
To an island so remote
Only Johnny Depp has ever been to it before
Stayed there 'til the air was clear
Whoa, whoa
Can't swim so I took a boat
To an island so remote
Only Johnny Depp has ever been to it before
Stayed there 'til the air was clear
What if we were in the same boat
Rolling on a green sea
Listening to the water
No ordered future, no sorted old, wet memories?
And what if time was
And a crib out by the lake, okay
The flex for the summer
All I need is weed and pussy
Stay content under covers, okay
This money come and go
So we need more by
On an unpaved weather-worn highway You walk with a staff in your hand
In the distance you see a boat fighting The waves by the coastland
You see
Rain keeps pouring down houses are cracking. people drown. cars are rusting here. a church floats by washed in the blood of the lamb. and all
On a no cab tractor hauling them bales
Backing in boats, fishing limb lines
Running bird dogs through the Georgia pines
Step side cover down in peanut
all night
Sh-sh-she just wanna fuck all night, that's alright (Lil Boat, yeah, yeah)
I'ma let her but I would not sweat her by the way
Shawty
Our fantasy's to have sex wit two broads
On a boat or a plane or exotic cars
Bring it to the next girl, bring the toys
On the dash, little shawty
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