Oh, Sail Away - The Kingston Trio

A man would be a fool to spend all his money and have to go to sea once more.

But when those brown skin gals start callin’you honey, you’ll be a sailin’from

that shore.

When we hit Trinidad, was there I met Marni.

Don’t you know we started

drinkin’rum.

But now I feel so bad.

She took all my money and now I sail with the mornin’sun.

So all ye sailor lads who want to go sportin', mark ye well what I do say.

Don’t trust them brown skin gals.

They’ll be your misfortune.

You’ll be at sea

till your dyin’day.