Come for a trip on Uncle Nobby's Steamboat Where you can hide your worries on a high float Andwe'll take a trip to leprachauns and shamrocks Andhide our minds and troubles for a while And we're going where the grass is growing green To a mistyc land that no one else has seen Where oblivion takes the mind's reality And reality fades into a memory Captain Bluebeard gives a smile At the gangway side to meet you The first mate by his side With a workcard if he needs you They'll take you to your berth Your cabin's cool and cosy Full steam ahead we're ready for to go Bring on the dancing girls the show is now in motion The choo choo train is gone It's halfway through the mountains The fairies and the witch, the banshee's drinking brandy Uncle Nobby at last he's in command We're off to Tir na Nóg, the goddes of love is grains Cuchulainn can't get in in his coat he has no fainne The leprachauns go by in a twinkling mystic vision The shamrock lies a-mourning in the grave