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I'm a jolly seafaring man and Tobin is my name
I've captained many a stalwart vessel in the shipping game
I'm now commanding a mighty ship with decks of every sort
There's only one thing wrong with her ...... she can't get into port!
What shall we do with the William Carson?
What shall we do with the William Carson?
What shall we do with the William Carson? ....
.... No one seems to want her!
Eleven million five hundred thousand dollars has been spent
And every one who sees her says she's worth every cent
We've elevators and cafeterias, cabins fit for a lord
We've lounges and we've showers, bot not one passenger on board
What shall we do with the William Carson?
What shall we do with the William Carson?
What shall we do with the William Carson? ....
.... No one seems to want her!
We've stewards and we've stewardesses and dozens of a crew
Each night they sit and play bingo 'cause they've nothing else to do
As we go sailing across the gulf beneath the evening star
They climb into their bunks and say "God bless the C.N.R."
What shall we do with the William Carson?
What shall we do with the William Carson?
What shall we do with the William Carson? ....
.... No one seems to want her!
The federal government policy is hard to estimate
They build a luxery liner, then fill her up with freight
I pace the poop and I think of all those dollars thrown away
And to all the folks up in Ottawa, this is what I'd like to say
You know what you can do with the William Carson?
You know what you can do with the William Carson?
You know what you can do with the William Carson? ....
.... Stick her in Argentia!