Lyrics
(American folk song)
1. Sailing in the boat when the tide runs high,
Sailing in the boat when the tide runs high,
Sailing in the boat when the tide runs high,
Waiting for the pretty girls to come by’m bye.
2. Here she comes so fresh and fair,
Sky-blue eyes and curly hair,
Rosy in cheek, dimple in her chin,
Say, young man, but you can’t come in.
- Song with chords, Adapted Version for High/Low, Orff arrangement, Student copies (recorder notes DEGABCD’)
- MIDI file
- Listen to the song
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