Well I was floating down
The old Green River on the good ship, Rock 'n' Rye.
Well, we drifted too far
Got stuck on a bar
I was out there alone
Wishing I was home.
Well, the ship went down
With her captain and crew
Was only one thing that I could do.
I had to drink that whole Green River dry
To get back home to you.
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There was a man named Sweeny,
who spilt some gin on his weenie.
Not thought to be uncouth, he spilt some vermouth,
and later slipped his wife a martini.