Come for a trip on Uncle Nobby's steamboat
Where you can hide your worries on a high float
And we'll take a trip to Leprechauns & shamrocks
And hide our minds and troubles for a while
And we're going where the grass is growing green
To a mystic 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 plank to meet you
The first mate by his side with a work card if he needs you
They take you down below your cabin is cool & cozy
Full steam ahead we're ready for to go
And we're going where the grass is growing green
To a mystic land that no one else has seen
Where oblivion takes the mind's reality
And reality fades into a memory
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 is in command
And we're going where the grass is growing green
To a mystic land that no one else has seen
Where oblivion takes the mind's reality
And reality fades into a memory
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
And we're going where the grass is growing green
To a mystic land that no one else has seen
Where oblivion takes the mind's reality
And reality fades into a memory
And we're going where the grass is growing green
To a mystic land that no one else has seen
Where oblivion takes the mind's reality
And reality fades into a memory
Instrumental Out...
Writer(s): Brian Warfield
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