Right on down at the bottom of the sea
Tell me are you receiving me?
My name is Morse Moose and I'm calling you
People said she'd never float The Grey Goose was a steady boat
The grey goose flew away
One night when the moon was high And said the wind is like a fox
The mate took out his compass box
As we were sailing 'round the rocks But the grey good flew away
But the grey goose flew away
The Admiral, the Mate and me
When out upon the open sea
Prepared to face eternity
She flew into the stormy sea But heading for tranquility
Davy Jones was calling me
The grey goose flew away.
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