Dear Betty Baby

Dear Betty, some we saw signaling

Dear Betty, some we couldn't see

No sign from the waves, things are somewhat off

Judging by what I could earlier gather

Do you plan to be a long time at sea?

No, sire, not I, sire, I reply, not me

Seeing a glimmer of evil in his eye

I thought it best if I cried

What can the sailors do when the captain feels mean?

A ship is on the ocean, so to speak

And what if the ship should spring a leak?

What do they expect of me?

Now, without a pail, you're prepared to open

Watching shifting seascapes are waiting for you

This is a long song, the song goes on

Judging by what I could earlier gather