When the waves get rough and the ship starts to sway
We seafarers hold on, in a major way!
Coffee cups fly, and so do our feet
It's like a dance party, to the rhythm of the beat!

The captain's hat falls off, and so does his pride
As he stumbles around, trying to hide
The crew's laughter echoes, through the ship's halls
As we all struggle, to stand up straight and tall!

The galley's a mess, with pots and pans astray
The cook's chasing after, in a crazy way!
The ship's rolling, and so are we
It's like a giant washing machine, set to "spin cycle"!

So if you see us, holding on for dear life
Don't think we're scared, we're just having a wild ride!
For when the ship rolls, we seafarers play
And laugh and joke, in our own special way!