We are going under now
  This is a rusty pail anyhow
  Better save your soul
  There's no port of call
  
  My friend is under deck
  She don't bother to notice that
  So many nice guys there, and:
  "Don't you touch my hair!"
  
  There's a leak in the ship but she don't care.
  
  I say: "Sweetheart mine!
  You at least should come with me it's high time!
  She says: "Have a beer!" and:
  "Don't you panic here!"
  
  On deck the things got weird
  Stormy weather and no time to spare
  People fought for their lives
  I got a lifeboat 'cause I had a knife
  
  There's a leak in the ship and a stab in your hip.
  
  Ro Ro Ro Rolling home
  This is a sailor's song
  Ro Ro Ro Rolling home
  Where has my baby gone?
  
  The sea is wide, the shore is far
  I got two oars and a broken heart
  The shore is far, the sea is wide
  I guess she is still alive