From memory:

Blues all along the oceanfront,
Blues is everywhere,
I want to sail the ocean wide,
But I got no steamship fare,

CHORUS: When my earthly trials are over,
Cast my body out on the sea,
Save on the undertaker's bill,
Let the mermaids flirt with me.

I do not work for pleasure,
Earthly peace I'll see no more,
The only reason I work at all,
Is to keep the wolf from my door. CHORUS

My wife controls our happy home,
A sweetheart I cannot find,
The only thing I can call my own
Is a worried and a troubled mind. CHORUS

Brad Sondahl
http://www.camasnet.com/~asondahl/bradindex.html