I’m as shapely a ship as ever there’s been
With a prow like a swan, my stern has to be seen
My hull is white and my topsides the same
Fifty feet of waterline, and Mayan’s my name
I’ve made passage from Avalon to far Otahiete
My helm is light and my lines are sweet
My voyages have been sung and consigned to fame
Fifty feet of waterline, and Mayan’s my name
I had an owner and master, my skipper he was
The crew and the passengers all called him Croz
I took him to the Old Spanish Main
Fifty feet of waterline, and Mayan’s my name
I’m as shapely a ship as ever there’s been
With prow like a swan, my stern has to be seen
My hull is white and my topsides the same
Fifty feet of waterline, and Mayan’s my name