Row Row Row the Boat
the shark is headed my way.

Hurry, quick, get me out of here
I began to pray.

Please don’t eat me, please don’t eat me,
I’ll be a very good boy.
Please don’t eat me, please don’t eat me,
I promise to clean up my toys.

As I kept rowing and rowing and rowing
I saw another boy swimming
very close to the boat.

On the shore kids were laughing
I thought ‘what’s so funny?’
Now the boy is starting to float.

On his back he was wearing a fin,
I sighed,
so relieved and exhausted
I slowly rowed my boat in.

When I arrived at the shore
there was laughter galore.

I really didn’t care, you see
I was back safe and sound
the boat was intact
and there were no shark bites on me.