A man would be a fool to spend all his money
and have to go to sea once more
Ah but when them brown skin girls
start callin' you honey
you'll be a sailin' from that shore.

Just a-singin'
Ooo, sail away
Ooo, sail away

When we hit Trinidad
was there I met Marni
Don't you know we started drinkin' rum
Ah but now I feel so bad
you took all my money
and now I sail with the mornin' sun

Just a-singin'
Ooo, sail away
Ooo, sail away

Now all you sailor lads
who want to go sportin'
remark ye well what I do say
Don't trust them brown skin girls
They'll be your misfortune
You'll be at sea till your dyin' day

Just a-singin'
Ooo, sail away
Ooo, sail away

Once again now
Ooo, sail away
Ooo, sail away

© 1961 Kingston Trio