The Boat That I Row

I don’t have a lot–but with me that’s fine.
Whatever I got, well, I know–it’s mine.
I don’t go around with the local crowd.
I don’t dig what’s in–so I guess I’m out.
I’m sayin’ these things so you know me, baby.
so you understand what I’m all about.

The boat that I row won’t cross no ocean;
the boat that I row won’t get me there soon.
But I got the love and if you got the notion,
the boat that I row’s big enough for two,
just me and you.

There ain’t a man alive can tell me what to say.
I choose my own side and I like it that way.
I don’t worry about all the things that I’m not.
There’s only one thing that I want–I ain’t got.
You know that I’m talkin’ about you, baby.
But you better know before you come along.

The boat that I row won’t cross no ocean;
the boat that I row won’t get me there soon.
But I got the love and if you got the notion,
the boat that I row’s big enough for two,
just me and you.

I’m saying these things so you know me, baby,
so you understand what I’m all about.
The boat that I row won’t cross no ocean;
the boat that I row won’t get me there soon.
But I got the love and if you got the notion,
the boat that I row’s big enough for two,
just me and you.

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