Oh, we’d be alright if the wind was in our sailsWe’d be alright if the wind was in our sailsWe’d be alright if the wind was in our sails
And we’ll all hang on behind
And we’ll roll the old chariot alongWe’ll roll the old chariot alongWe’ll roll the old chariot alongAnd we’ll all hang on behind
Oh, we’d be alright if we make it around the horn
Well, a night with Bonnie Lass it wouldn’t do us any harm
Well, a drop of Nelson’s blood wouldn’t do us any harm
Well, a night upon the town wouldn’t do us any harm
Well, a sunset on the beach wouldn’t do us any harm
Well, a snack at paradise grill it wouldn’t do us any harm
And we’ll roll the old chariot alongWe’ll roll the old chariot alongWe’ll roll the old chariot alongAnd we’ll all hang on behind