The decks were stacked The wind blew low,
The wind blew high The stakes were low,
The stakes were high Upon the My-O-My
Hands low, hands high, Ho-ho-ho, hi-hi-hi
Hands low, hands high Upon the My-O-My
How was I to know she was so shy Upon the My-O-My
Across the light, across the night
You can hear the Captain's cry
Hands low, hands high Upon the My-O-My
Got to make her roll, got to make her fly
Upon the My-O-My
Now tell me, good Captain How does it feel
To be driven away from your own steering wheel
Upon the My-O-My