I’ve never been the type
To travel on the sea without at least a pint
To keep me company and never in my dreams
Did I imagine that a vessel of this nature
Existed for our pleasure
It’s so hard to believe
That we will embark and sail the open seas
All the while we will be accompanied
By a sense of well-being
And a million lagers
Sail away
Sail away
Sail away
Sail away
Sail away
Sail away
Sail away on this ship of beers
The sea is getting rough
But we’re oblivious to the danger of The savage force of this tremendous raging beast
We’re lying down below and dreaming of the land
Where the trees are shaped like cans
And we’re wholly confident
Of this craft and our inevitable descent
Along with the crew and captain I suspect
Are sinking down into a drunken stupor
Sail away
Sail away
Sail away
Sail away
Sail away
Sail away
Sail away on this ship of beers
Something must be wrong
The sea is very angry now it won’t be long
'till Davy Jones can claim me hopefully he’ll feel
Like a cleansing ale after all
He’s only human
Sail away
Sail away
Sail away
Sail away
Sail away
Sail away
Sail away on this ship of beers