Uncle Nobby's Steamboat
And hide our minds in troubles for a while
And we're going where the grass is growing green
To a mystic land that no one else has seen
Where oblivion takes the mind's reality
And reality fades into a memory
Captain Bluebeard gives a smile
At the gangway site to meet you
The first mate by his side
With a work card if he need you
To take you tight
Your cabin's cool and cosy
Full steam ahead, we're ready for to go
And we're going where the grass is growing green
To a mystic land that no one else has seen
Where oblivion takes the mind's reality
And reality fades into a memory
And now bring on the dancing girls
The show is now in motion
The choo-choo train has gone
It's halfway up the mountains
The fairies and the witch
And the banshees drinking brandy
Uncle Nobby, at last he's in command
And we're going where the grass is growing green
To a mystic land that no one else has seen
Where oblivion takes the mind's reality
And reality fades into a memory
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Dá-dá-dá-dá-dá, dá-dá-dá-dá-dá-dá.
Dádá-dá-dá-dá-dá-dá, dá-dá-dá-dá-dá-dá-dá.
Dá создá-dáboa-dá-dá-dé, dá-dá-dá-dá-dá-dá-dá-.
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.