If you will go along with me, we'll travel with the tide.
And I will always keep you, on the sheltered side.
However rough the way may be, the waters dark and low.
Thro' all the stormy weather I will always steer you home.
Cruising down the river, on a Sunday afternoon,
With one you love, the sun above, waiting for the moon,
The old accordion playing, a sentimental tune,
Cruising down the river, on a Sunday afternoon.
The birds above all sing of love, a gentle, sweet refrain,
While reeds around all make a sound like softly falling rain.
Just two of us together, plan a honeymoon,
Cruising down the river, On a Sunday afternoon!
