Dooooooo...
Do do dooooooo...
Do do dooooooo...
Dooooooo...
Dooooooo...
Do do dooooooo...
Do do dooooooo...
Dooooooo...
I drift hours a day
A prize of slumber
My heavy eye is closed
A gentle breeze blows through my hair
A sailor's cry echoes
Heave ho
Heave ho
Heave ho
Heave ho
Ho...
The waves crawl so lay with me
The tide heaven's luring me
Yet still I cannot go
My anchor's fast below
The heavy day still weighs upon
My troubled mind, hollow if that
I draw center lune and finally grow tired
Dooooooo...
Do do dooooooo...
Do do dooooooo...
Dooooooo...
I drift hours a day
A prize of slumber
My heavy eye is closed
One final call, I set my sails
They billow far and ready
Heave ho
Heave ho
Heave ho
Heave ho
Heave ho
Heave ho
Heave ho
Ho...