It seems as good a day as anynTo start my trek across the oceannWith no funds for ship or sailnI’ll use my legs and my devotion.nnAn aqua bike will be my vesselnAnd high adventure the land I seeknSo farewell friends who’ve come to gathernWaving hankies, tear on cheek, oh...nnIt’s a long long way to go on a pedalo, a pedalo...nnMy joy was surging, spirit soaringnThe sky was huge, the sea was placidnBut soon my vim was somewhat dimmednBy bucketloads of lactic acid.nnAnd then a ship took me aboardnWas full of whiskey and hearty sailorsnI rested up, then pedaled onwardsnOnce I found out they were whalersnnIt’s a long long way to go on a pedalo, a pedalo...nnI saw a mermaid, thwarted piratesnWrestled sea squids, this and morenBut as I ponder that horizonnI fancy someone moved the shore,nnoh… Hope can come, and hope can gonBut for the most part seems to gonBut still I huff, and still I puffnOn my yellow pedalonnIt’s a long long way to go on a pedalo, a pedalo...