It was a very
long time ago
We set sail
on a one man boat
and all the while we go
stories etched out
on the waters flow
And John did not
know his name
and Matthew spoke
of his feeble frame
My Luke
the navigator
well he drew Mark's finger
towards the equator
And I
I could not wait for you
to see
And I
I could not wait for you
to hear the sounds
of the ocean's waters
crashing against
the headland
and the earth
congratulating
the mainland
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And since we've been gone
so long
I can't recall
the words to my own song
The crusaders say
I'm doing fine
and the guitar is roaring
down like a fine wine
The voice
the voice of an angel
conjured up from
the depths of hell
One thing I forgot
to ask them
was when did this boat
become so ecclesiastical
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And John did not
know his name
and Matthew spoke
of his feeble frame
My Luke
the navigator
well he drew Mark's finger
towards the equator
And I
I could not wait for you
to see
And I
I could not wait for you
to hear the sounds
of the ocean's waters
crashing against
the headland
and the earth
congratulating
the mainland
Ayy oh
Ayy oh
Ayy oh
Ayy oh