Greg Brown - 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