By the rail he stands
On black waves he rides
The tomorrow belongs to him
And the queen by his side
Do not fear the storm
Master the oaken galley
And be brave at heart
For your king and country
Turn the prow towards the storm
For itґs too late to turn back
Royal galley under the sky
Ooooh ooooh
Breaking waves oh so high
Ooooh ooooh
The ship is swaying
Great white sails are torn
Work harder faithful crew
Or youґll do nothing more
The firm hand of doom
Makes the ship heal
Rocking out of control