Wouldn't you like to be a whale and sail serenely by?
An eighty foot whale from the tip of your tail and a tiny briny eye
Wouldn't you like to wallow where nobody says come out?
Wouldn't you like to swallow and blow all the brine about? (Yah)
Wouldn't you like to be so clean and never have to wash, I mean
Wouldn't you like to spout? Oh yes, just think
Then a feather of spray sailing away
Rising and sinking and sinking and rising and blowing the brine about
Oh, whales go sailing over the pounding main
From Arctic snow to Mexico and then back home again
Whales go sailing over the pounding main
Wherever they please on seven seas
And then back home again
Wouldn't you like to be a whale and sail serenely by?
An eighty foot whale from the tip of your tail and a tiny briny eye
Wouldn't you like to wallow where nobody says come out?
Wouldn't you like to swallow and blow all the brine about? (Yah)
Wouldn't you like to be so clean and never have to wash, I mean
Wouldn't you love to spout? No doubt, no doubt
Then a feather of spray sailing away
Rising and sinking and sinking and rising and blowing the brine about