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Old Noah could not navigate
But still he built a boat
She had nor sails nor steering gear
But leastways she did float
CHORUS:
Weigh, hey! Heave away!
Heave the capstan 'round
Weigh, hey! Heave away!
Heave the anchor off the ground
He builded every cubit
As Jehovah him did tell
And he pitched her
In and out with pitch
She must have looked like hell!
The beasties came from near and far
From ants to wild boars
And Texas educators tell us
Also dinosaurs
His neighbors they did mock him
Saying old Noah was insane
Conspiracy theories abounded
Even as it began to rain
Climate change deniers
Noah heard their howls and groans
As the Ark she floated off
And the all met Davy Jones
But I thinks a few of them
Survived that flood some way
'Cause the same shite
They was spewin' then
Is still with us today
Old Noah could not navigate
Just rode before the gale
And he ran her aground
On a mountain top
And so here ends my tale
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