Come Aboard
“Come aboard,” said Father Noah
“to this mighty ark I’ve made.
All you animals should enter,
or you’re gonna have to wade.”“For the LORD has done some talkin’.
Says he’s gonna make it rain…
gotta wash away the sinnin’
and start over once again.”“All you animals can enter.
Give me two of every kind.
Hurry up–I hear it thunder–
or you’ll be here left behind.”“Pack ’em in and shut the door, LORD,
now they’ve entered two-by-two.
But you sinners… start your swimmin’.
I ain’t got no room for you.”
