There's no earthly way of knowing

Which direction we are going

There's no knowing where we're rowing

Or which way the river's flowing

Is it raining?

Is it snowing?

Is a hurricane a-blowing?

Not a speck of light is showing

So the danger must be growing!

Are the fires of hell a-glowing?

Is the grisly reaper mowing?

Yes!

The danger must be growing!

'Cause the rowers keep on rowing,

and they're certainly not showing,

Any signs that they are slowing!

STOP THE BOAT!

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