Right on down at the bottom of the sea

Tell me are you receiving me?

My name is Morse Moose and I'm calling you



The Grey Goose was a steady boat

People said she'd never float

One night when the moon was high

The grey goose flew away



As we were sailing 'round the rocks

The mate took out his compass box

And said the wind is like a fox

But the grey goose flew away



When out upon the open sea

The Admiral, the Mate and me

Prepared to face eternity

But the grey good flew away



She flew into the stormy sea

Davy Jones was calling me

But heading for tranquility

The grey goose flew away