The moon of India is so hot
heave-o heave-o,
that it can warm up a melting pot
o-heave-a-ho
And one night my hat fell away
heave-o, heave-o
It burnt my hair, so I can say -
O-heave-a-ho

This is no tale tall,
this ain't lie at all
And if you folks have any doubts
well - that is what's about

The birds got fried as they tried to fly
heave-o, heave-o
As litres of butter you could buy
o-heave-a-ho
And whenever we did catch a fish
heave-o, heave-o
it was boil'd and ready for the dish
O-heave-a-ho

This is no tale tall,
this ain't lie at all
And if you folks have any doubts
well - that is what's about

So we left India finally
heave-o, heave-o
And headed west and to Red Sea
O-heave-a-ho
And I can swear you by the damn
heave-o, heave-o
That we sailed in straw-berry jam
O-heave-a-ho

This is no tale tall,
this ain't lie at all
And if you folks have any doubts
well - that is what's about

I saw Egypt and the pyramides
heave-o, heave-o
Saw pharahos and crocodiles
O-heave-a-ho
The mummies lived as they ever do
heave-o, heave-o
And told their greetings to also you
O-heve-a-ho

This is no tale tall,
this ain't lie at all
And if you folks have any doubts
well - that is what's about