Ships Lyrics

Mariyln Monroe was so tired, she was so tired, she was so tired
City girl lost in a field of rye and see what she has done
Now she's out on a boat on the ocean
turning around and around
Sail for a dress and her hand on her breast out on the rolling sea, out on the rolling sea
John Wayne was so sick he was so thick, he was up a crick
Cowboy lost in a long steel hall and see what he has done
Now he's out on a boat on the ocean turning around and around
Lashed to the mast and free at last out on the rolling sea out on the rolling sea

Elvis Presley was so fat they gave him all that, just to stand pat
Jaguar lost in a living room and you see what he has done
Now he's out on a boat on the ocean turning around and around
The dolphins gather to hear him moan out on the rolling sea, out 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 away with one little candle to light the way
'til they come to a place where the sun goes down and they all start turning around
and they all start turning around
they all start turning around

Written by Greg Brown