Round the world and home again That`s the sailor`s way Faster faster, faster faster There`s no earthly way of knowing Which direction we are going There`s no knowing where we`re rowing Or which way the river`s flowing Is it raining, is it snowing Is a hurricane a–blowing Not a speck of light is showing So the danger must be growing Are the fires of Hell a–glowing Is the grisly reaper mowing Yes, the danger must be growing For the rowers keep on rowing And they`re certainly not showing Any signs that they are slowing.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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