There once was a man who lived by the sea

Who fished the Irish water

The man had a ship that really was hip

He called it "Lucky Otter"

And every time hed sail he'd catch a thousand krill

And take them back to harbor for a hundred dollar bill

The man had a friend way down at the end by Jessie's magic parlor

She'd go for a trip with the man that was hip

Who owned the "Lucky Otter"

And when the sail was up He'd take her in his arms

To tell her that he loved her more the lucky chrams

The man had a son by the woman he'd won

Whom she gave the "Lucky Otter"