Greg Brown - Ships

Mariyln Monroe was so tired,she was so tired, she was so tired City girl lost in a field of ryeand see what she has done Now she's out on a boat on the oceanturning around and around Sail for a dress and her hand on her breastout on the rolling seaout on the rolling sea John Wayne was so sickhe was so thick, he was up a crick Cowboy lost in a long steel halland see what he has done Now he's out on a boat on the oceanturning around and around Lashed to the mast and free at lastout on the rolling seaout on the rolling sea Elvis Presley was so fatthey gave him all that, just to stand pat Jaguar lost in a living roomand you see what he has done Now he's out on a boat on the oceanturning around and around The dolphins gather to hear him moanout on the rolling seaout on the rolling sea And will you rock the boat, Mr. Presley?Will you let us see it, Miss Monroe?Will you save us, Mr. John Wayne, sir?We come so far to go back alone We come so far All the long ships are sailing awaywith one little candle to light the way'til they come to a place where the sun goes downand they all start turning aroundand they all start turning aroundthey all start turning around