Pick up your hammer pick up your nail We got to build a ship we can sail We got to build a ship we can sail Right through the storm and through the southern gales
Give me your hand and swear on your fate You'll come with me and carry your weight You come with me and carry your weight And we will anchor well beyond the strait
Make your monkey fist now bind it good and tight Make all preparations while we have the light You must understand we shove off today And head for horizons far far away