Row, row, row, row, row, row, row, row, row, row, row, row. Row your boat gently down a stream. Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, life is just a dream. Mares eat oat and doves eat oat, but Mary can't even cook. But when it comes to making love, that woman could write us a book. I got to lose my suit and green in my jean, and I'm raring to go. So come on, Mary, jump in my boat and let's row, row, row. Row, row, row, row, row, row, row, row, row, row, row, row. Row your boat gently down a stream. Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, life is just a dream. Mary, Mary, you're so contrary. I ain't never seen a woman so mean. But when it comes to satisfying, you're a loving machine. Row, she row, row, row, row, row, row, row your boat gently down a stream. Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, life is just a dream. Come on, row, row, row your boat gently down a stream. Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, life is just a dream. Come on, row, row, row your boat. Come on, row it down a stream. Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, life is just a dream.