You're on a wide open ocean   No one around you for miles   You're 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 sailin', you'll be sinkin'      And not knowin' you're sinkin'   You take out a bottle of rum   Swiggin' a drink to the bottom   The label 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      Row your boat to shore   'Cause it is leaking and you're still drinking   Unless you cork the hole   You won't be sailin', you'll be sinkin'      Row your boat to shore   'Cause it is leaking and you're still drinking   Unless you cork the hole   You won't be sailin', you'll be sinkin'      Row, row, row your boat   And sail your ship to shore   You're barely, barely, barely keeping afloat   Well I hope that you won't drink no more      Row your boat to shore   'Cause it is leaking and you're still drinking   Unless you cork the hole   You won't be sailin', you'll be sinkin'      Row, row, row your boat   And sail your ship to shore   You're barely, barely, barely keeping afloat   Well I hope that you won't drink no more   ...