THE QUEEN'S NAVEE
(Jim McLean)

They say it rains in England
It fairly makes you think
God send the rain and make it plenty!
For if the rain comes pouring down
That cursed land might sink
With Nelson, and his Queen's navee!

CHORUS His Queen's Navee
       His Queen's Navee
       In his mercy now may God decree
       That England be at the bottom of the sea
       With Nelson and his Queen's Navee

As it sinks beneath the sea
And stops the play at Lord's
God send the rain and make it plenty!
They'll say 'Come kiss me Hardy'
We're running out of birds
Nelson took them to his Queen's Navee
CHORUS

While the Duke played water polo
The Scts thought it a lark
God send the rain and make it plenty!
To get Cleopatra's Needle
And shove it up his Ark
And send him to hi Queen's Navee
CHORUS

We'll hunt the Royal flotsam
'Neath cricket cap and crown
God send the rain and make it plenty!
And all the floats asunder
We'll hold under till it drowns
Like Nelson and his Queen's Navee

CHORUS His Queen's Navee
       His Queen's Navee
       In his mercy now may God decree
       That England be at the bottom of the sea
       Like Nelson and his Queen's Navee.