"There's no earthly way of knowing,
which direction we are going.
There's no knowing where were rowing,
Or which way the river's flowing.
Is it raining? Is it snowing?
Is a hurricane a blowing?
Not a speck of light it showing, so the danger must be growing.
Are the fires of Hell a glowing?
Is the grisly reaper mowing? Yes!
The danger must be growing,
for the rowers keep on rowing!
And they're certainly not showing,
any signs that they are slowing!"