We were forty miles from Albany Forget it I never shall What a terrible storm we had one night On the ER-I-EE Canal
We were forty miles from Albany Forget it I never shall What a terrible storm we had one night On the ER-I-EE Canal
Ooh ... the ER-I-EE was risin' And the gin was gettin’ low And I scarcely think We'll get a little drink 'til we get to Buffalo 'til we get to Buffalo
We were loaded down with barley And the crew was full of rye And the captain he looked down at me With a strange look in his eye
The ER-I-EE was risin' And the gin was gettin’ low And I scarcely think We'll get a little drink 'til we get to Buffalo 'til we get to Buffalo
Now ... the cook she was a grand old gal She wore a ragged dress So we hoisted her upon the pole As a signal of distress
The ER-I-EE was risin' And the gin was gettin’ low And I scarcely think We'll get a little drink 'til we get to Buffalo 'til we get to Buffalo
Now ... the girls they're in the Police Gazette And the crew wound up in jail And I'm the only son of a sea cook Left to tell the tale
Ooh ... the ER-I-EE was risin' And the gin was gettin' low And I scarcely think We'll get a little drink 'til we get to Buffalo 'til we get to Buffalo
Ooh ... the ER-I-EE was risin' And the gin was gettin' low And I scarcely think We'll get a little drink 'til we get to Buffa … get to Buffalo… Get to Buffalo...
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