Row, Row, Row

Young Johnny Jones he had a cute little boat

And all the girlies he would take for a float.

He had girlies on the shore,

Sweet little peaches by the score-

But master Johnny was a wis'un, you know,

His steady girl was Flo

And every Sunday afternoon

She'd jump in his boat

And they would spoon

And then he'd row, row, row

Way up the river he would row, row, row

A hug he'd give her

Then he'd kiss her now and then

She would tell him when,

They'd fool around and fool around

And then they'd kiss again.

And then he'd row, row, row

A little further he would go, oh, oh, oh,

Then he'd drop both his oars

Take a few more encores,

And then he'd row, row, row.

And then he'd row, row, row

Way up the river he would row, row, row

A hug he'd give her

Then he'd kiss her now and then

She would tell him when,

They'd fool around and fool around

And then they'd kiss again.

And then he'd row, row, row

A little further he would go, oh, oh, oh,

Then we'll drop both our oars

Take a round of applause,

And then we'll go, go, go.