Right on down at the bottom of the sea Tell me are you receiving me? My name is morse moose and I'm calling you The grey goose was a steady boat People said she's never float One night when the moon was high The grey goose flew away
As we were sailing 'round the rocks The mate took out his compass box And said the wind is like a fox But the grey goose flew away
When out upon the open sea The admiral, the mate and me Prepared to face eternity But the grey goose flew away
She flew into the stormy sea Davy jones was calling me But heading for tranquility The grey goose flew away
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