The day the river freezes is the day it won't seem fair

'Cos they'll come to get the river lady

And I don't think they'll care



I know they'll scrape her paint off

In their same old foolish ways



Now the people see the river

But the old ship's gone away.

Water turns cold and gets to freezing

Before you even know ;it the old girl's easing

Away from her berth round by the point and out of our view

Off in the mist her engines pounding