Words & music by Graham Nash

© 1976 Thin Ice Music (ASCAP)

Used by permission. All rights reserved.

And the Blue bird over my head

is waiting for the sea to dry

And the farmer standing on the bridge

is hoping that the fish will fly

And the boat on the bay

is waiting for the cloud to cry

Mutiny

On Sailboat Bay

Mutiny

So far away

And the cannibals are waiting on the edge

to eat the meat that they can smell

And the monkeys standing in line

can do the two step very well

On the gang plank one at a time

A story for the waves to tell-about

Mutiny

On Sailboat Bay

Mutiny

So far away

With the ice man cooling the wind

the coastline can't be very far

With the shore man rowing behind

We'll find our way beneath the stars

But the captain sat there and grinned

and he set the sail for Shangrila

Mutiny

On Sailboat Bay

Mutiny

So far away