over the western sea I was completely dazed wide-mouthed and amazed when a mermaid called to me Oh-wo-oh-wo-oh Oh-wo-oh-wo-oh-wo My sunny sailor boy
stood and gazed Over the western sea Startled and struck Frightened to look When a mermaid called to me Ooh-wah Ooh-wah Ooh-wah Ooh-wah My sunny sailor boy
Translation: Luka Bloom. Sunny Sailor Boy.
Translation: Waterboys, the. Sunny Sailor Boy.
Aw man Put that ol' dumb horn down Hey, Jazzy Jazzy Show this boy what some real music 'posed to sound like He-he-ha 1-2-3-4 Don't stop the rock Now
, you're sailing away Go away just ignore them Next time, I open my eyes, is this my father here? I know it's you because I recognize the smiling little boy On the sunny
sea I was completely dazed, Wide-mouthed and amazed when a mermaid called to me Ooh-Ooooh Ooooooooooh, my sunny sailor boy ooh-Ooooh Ooooooooooh, my sunny sailor boy
Aw man! Put that ol' dumb horn down Hey, Jazzy, Jazzy Show this boy what some real music 'posed to sound like He-he-ha! 1 2 3 4 Now that's a record! Now
and the sky falls down And the wall on the mountain and the trumps make sounds When the hands stop tickin and the holes rotten And the sails get broken
quiet because daddy's gonna sing a quiet song called the Giving Tree) Once there was a giving tree who loved a little boy And every day the boy would
the one to be Dance your bright blue tango... let them see Watch the paraded about sail craft go zipping through the multi-color stratosphere... dead right boy
hear 'bout Louie Miller? He disappeared, dear After drawin' out, feel good, all his hard-earned cash And now MacHeath spends just like a sailor Could it be our boy
Ireland where the Irish bagpipes drone. Smell the grass as a rainstorm has ended, people smile as I stroll pass their farms With a red-headed sailor
town Did ya hear 'bout Louie Miller? He disappeared, babe After drawin' out all his hard-earned cash Now Macheath spends, he spends like a sailor Could that boy
d'ja hear ?®bout Louie Miller? He disappeared, babe After drawin' out all his hard-earned cash And now MacHeath spends just like a sailor Could it be our boy
Once there was a giving tree who loved a little boy. And everyday the boy would come to play Swinging from the branches, sleeping in the shade Laughing
ja hear ?bout Louie Miller? He disappeared, babe After drawin' out all his hard-earned cash And now MacHeath spends just like a sailor Could it be our boy
the sky falls down And we go all on the mountain, and the trumps make sounds And the hand stop ticking, and the horse rides in And the sails (get buff