Doubts assail
When I set sail
When the land is gone
When the shore withdrawn
When the moon is gone
When the night comes on
Whither shall I run
When the storm begun
When the boat sprung a leak
When the morrow is bleak
When the sharks in a girdle
When the blood's in a cuddle
Whither shall I turn
When the needle is spun
When the night is dark
When the ocean is stark
When the boat's in a muddle
When the mind's in a fuddle
Whither shall I sail
When doubts assail
