know how,
She longed to see that seaport town
Of canadee-i-o.

2. so she bargained with the sailor boy,
All for a piece of gold.
Straightaway then he led her
Down into the hold,
Sayin', "i'll dress you up in sailor's clothes,
Your jacket shall be blue.
You'll see that seaport town
Of canadee-i-o.

3. now, when the other sailors heard the news,
Well, they fell into a rage,
And with all the ship's company
They were willing to engage.
Saying, "we'll tie her hands and feet, my boys,
Overboard we'll throw her.
She'll never see that seaport town
Called canadee-i-o.

4. now, when the captain he heard the news,
Well, he too fell in a rage,
And with the whole ship's company
He was willing to engage,
Sayin', "she'll stay in sailor's clothes,
Her color shall be blue,
She'll see that seaport town
Call canadee-i-o.

5. now, when they come down to canada
Scarcely 'boutLazy teams are a threat to survival.

I was sent to a one week work-related seminar many years ago where one of the courses was the psychology of team-building. The instructor brought us out to the parking lot and broke the class into teams of five. I watched in horror as the instructor threw several mats on the roadway between two sidewalks and told the first team to crowd onto one mat and cross the road as a team from one mat to another without touching the pavement. I watched in more horror as the first team actually complied. They crammed together on one mat in a sea of human flesh and tried to cross onto the next mat without touching the pavement. It looked like a bad Twister