The River Down the River I will sail, for the river will never fail. Never on land, hill, or dale! I will sail through storm and gale! And down the River I go! I can sail about any place, while I keep my good ship safe from all vermin who dare show their face! (With the help of my big wooden mace.) And down the River I row! While I sing my happy song... I will keep traveling along until the day I say "So long!" But the river has never treated me wrong... And I have no intention to slow!