[Girls:]
See the sunbeams over the river
Quiver, weaving a way of gold!
See the diamonds drip from the swaying
Playing blades of the oars we hold.
[Baritone:]
Life shall flow like a rippling stream
Under sunlight or moonlight's beam;
Golden pleasure or silver dream
As a tale, as a tale by fairies told.
[Girls:]
Ah!
Row, row, time shall flow
Far, far under the star
Till the vessel comes home once more
To the golden shore.
[Marie:]
Row, row, time shall flow...
[Ensemble:]
Till the vessel comes home once more
Till the vessel comes home once more
[Marie:]
Till the vessel comes...
[All:]
Home to the golden shore.