Take the wheel I hear the timbers creaking
Take the wheel I think this ship is sinking
Jamaica seems so far and I've been thinking
Old Billy Bones has gone to sea
and quit his dockside drinking
Chorus:
Check it out, check it out, check it out
And when I'm dead who'll fly the white bird home
I'm not the ancient mariner your children know
And the sea's the field these old jack tars have sown
Because billy bones just wants
to know who'll fly the white bird home
Chorus:
Check it out, check it out, check it out,
Check it out, check it out, check it out, check it out,
Oh your majesty, your majesty
I heard the bosun cry
Old Billy Bones has washed ashore
Upon a foreign tide
chorus (x2)
Oh your majesty, your majesty
I heard the bosun cry
Old billy bones has washed ashore
Upon a foreign tide
Check It out, check it out, check it out
Check It out, check it out, check it out
Check It out, check it out, check it out
Check It out, check it out, check it out