Mr. Christopher Columbus
Sailed the sea without a compass
When his men began a rumpus
Up spoke Mr. Pher Columbus
There is land somewhere
Until we get there
We will not go wrong
If we sing, Swing a Song
Since the world is round
We'll be safe and sound
'Til our goal is found
We'll just keep the rhythm bound
Soon the crew was making merry
Then came a yell, let's drink to Isabelle
Hum, bring the rum, ho-hum
No more mutiny
What a time at sea
With diplomacy
Christy made history
Mr. Christopher Columbus
He used rhythm as a compass
Music ended all the rumpus
Wise old Christopher Columbus