Water, Water
Composer(s): Lionel Bart; Michael Pratt; Tommy Steele
Performer(s): Tommy Steele



Well, it's water, water ev'rywhere
And not a drop to drink
So tell me now
Oh, what else can a poor fellow do
But sit right down and think

Think about his girl
Think about the times we had
Together, boy
On Friday we'd paint the town
But now she ain't around

There's only water, water ev'rywhere
Not a drop to drink
So tell me now
Oh, what else can a poor fellow do
But sit right down and think

Think about some tea
Even if I wanted to be
A tee-totaller
It's only the salty sea
Between the drink and me

It's drives you mad, water, water ev'rywhere
Not a drop to drink
So tell me now
Oh, what else can a poor fellow do
But sit right down and think

Think about roast beef
Think about some fish and chips
In newspaper
These galley meals are okay
But sausage ev'ry day

Is as bad as water, water ev'rywhere
Not a drop to drink
So tell me now
Oh, what else can a poor fellow do
But sit right down and think

Think about those girls
In the pin-up photographs
Huh, around your bunk
They're standing within arm's reach
And ev'ry one a peach

It's just like water, water ev'rywhere
Not a drop to drink
So tell me now
Oh, what else can a poor fellow do
But sit right down, on the deck, and think