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Mister Christopher columbus
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Sailed the sea without a compass
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When his men began a rumpus
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Up spoke, Christopher Columbus
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There is land somewhere
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Until we get there,
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We will not go wrong,
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If we sing, "swing a song"
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Since the world is round,
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We'll be safe and sound
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Til our goal is found,
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We'll just keep rhythm bound
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Soon the crew was makin merry
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Then came a yell, "Let's drink to Isabelle,
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Hum, bring the rum, Ho Hum"
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No more mutiny,
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What a time at sea
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With di-plo-ma-cy
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Christy made his-to-ry
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Mister Christopher Columbus
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He used rhythm as a compass
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Music ended all the rumpus
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Wise old Christopher Columbus
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Christopher Columbus
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| Andy Kirk |
