Ships On The Ocean

Oh this ship is made of paper
 Alone, alone I sail the seven seas
 Call my mama more oneday [?]
 Alone, alone it's nothing I wouldn't do for you
 Lord there's nothing in this world, baby (oh! ow!)
 I wouldn't do for you
 If a shark bit off both my legs
 You know that seamen on land turn to sand (ha ha, ooohwee baby)
 Oh, turn my poor self over
 And crawl home to you on my hands
 (somebody better come here I suspect baby)
 Lord, there ain't nothing in this world, baby (hmmmmm)
 I wouldn't do for you
 Pickup on this, pickup baby, pickup, pickup — this the blues, y'hear?
 Lookee here baby
 Mmmmm uunnnh, mmmm, uh, uh, unnnnnnh
 Oh! Lord have mercy baby
 Yeah yeah yeah yah ah, ahummmm
 You take me home this morning
 And make my long house turn up [?]
 On my head