Michael
© 1994 Watunes (BMI)
(From "Sing it Loud!" and "The Best of the Foremen")
Michael, row your boat ashore, alleluia
Michael, row your boat ashore, alleluia
Sister, help to trim the sails, alleluia
Sister, help to trim the sails, alleluia
Michael, row your boat ashore, alleluia
Michael, row your boat ashore, alleluia
The river Jordan is deep and wide, alleluia
There's milk and honey on the other side, alleluia
Michael, row your boat ashore, alleluia
(Did you ever eat milk and honey?)
Michael, row your boat ashore, alleluia
(It's good. Tastes like chicken.)
Michael Jordan is skinny and tall, alleluia
Michael Jordan shoulda stuck to basketball, alleluia
Michael, row your boat ashore, alleluia
Michael, row your boat ashore, alleluia
(spoken)
We hope we've changed your lives forever... made you into more decent and morally upright citizens of the free world. Failing that, we hope you paid to get in. The Folk Era was a special time in America, a time of innocence, when people sang Kumbaya and really meant it. When banjo music got airplay and Burl Ives had groupies. No one knows what caused the folk era, and scientists are studying what can be done to prevent it from ever happening again. But in the meantime, think globally and act locally. Or think and act glocally. Keep the wind in your hair and the government out of your bedroom, remember to tip your waitress over, and join us in one final, rousing chorus, just as if you knew what it meant...
Michael, row your boat ashore, alleluia
Michael, row your boat ashore, alleluia
Michael, row your boat ashore, alleluia
Michael, row your boat ashore, alleluia