It's a slow boat But our sails are set, It's a straight course It's an even bet While we wait to sound The proud salute Flowers growing from a sturdy root For the seed that fell on the stony ground Had no chance no depth was found For the seed that grew among the thorn Choked a fruit a devils child was born It's a slow boat But our sails are set, It's a straight course It's an even bet While we wait to sound The proud salute The flowers growing from a sturdy root And the seeds that fell on good ground Brought forth the fruit to eat And seeds that fall on good ground Have the future at their feet It's a slow boat But our sails are set, It's a straight course It's an even bet While we wait to sound The proud salute The flowers growing from a sturdy root