There's no earthly way of knowing… Which direction we are going… There's no knowing where we're rowing… Or which way the river's flowing… Is it raining… Is it snowing… Is a hurricane a-blowing… Not a speck of light is showing… So the danger must be growing… Are the fires of hell a-glowing… Is the grizzly reaper mowing… Yes! The dangers must be growing… For the rowers keep on rowing! And they're CERTAINLY NOT SHOWING… ANY SIGNS THAT THEY ARE SLOWING! ! Stop the boat