While I was away at sea With boilers, cargo and gin My wife still lived alone in a cottage by the lake Each night I kissed her face in the photograph But I dreamed of a happy day when I'd be moving back Can we sleep alone? We can't sleep alone One horse overboard We do what we want When she was just 6 years old Her daddy found her a horse First she was a stable girl, then a teacher of youth Came the day I came home We moved into the city Both of us over 16 It struck me about this time that I just didn't care So I said: get me to another land I don't want my wife Can we sleep alone? My wife is a horse Poor old sailor boy, beached for evermore For evermore Evermore Ever, and ever and ever and ever, and ever