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!