One morning in
June, said the boatman to me,
Let me teach you to dive,
with tank on or free,
When you can frolic far under the sea,
Away down, down, down.
So I put on his flippers,
I flipped like a frog,
Put on his mask, I looked like a hog,
Put on his tank and I sank like a log away,
down, down, down.
So I panicked and gasped
and I floundered in fright.
The mud turned the water
as black as the night.
I was certain that boatman had done it for spite away,
down, down, down.
As the water got clear,
a small shark swam my way.
I floated in shock, having little to say
The white of his teeth,
I remember this day
Away down, down, down
With a flip of his flipper he figured my size
And sneered and swam off
with contempt in his eyes
I swallowed my pride, you'll agree it was wise,
away down, down, down.
Then all of a sudden my face felt a chill,
The faceplate with icy sea water did fill,
O
Lord, how I prayed I could grow me a gill,
away down, down, down.
I kicked and I paddled, oh
Lord, what a scare
Right straight for the surface, in haste I
did tear
So fast I went flying ten feet through the
air
Away down, down, down
My eardrums were punctured,
I suffered the bends
Says the boatman,
you'll learn how a diver ascends
He sold me his gear at half price for a men's
A way down, down, down.
I know now that man underwater is cursed,
Still I descend,
though expecting the worst,
For life holds no thrill till I'm fully immersed,
A way down, down, down.
you