(L. Kingston)

Oh! my wife and I went on an ocean cruise
Three days out and I was sick down to my shoes
And to make it more forelorn, we sailed into a ragin' storm
Where we were, nobody seemed to have a clue.

While the ship was bein' tossed and thrown about
I decided that I'd try to take a nap
Then I heard an awful noise and I asked one of the boys
What had happened and you should of heard him shout.

Chorus:
Where were you when the ship hit the sand?
I said; "I was in there prayin' for dry land,
With a bucket and my breakfast in my hand!"
Where were you when the ship hit the sand?

Oh! the captain he came a-runnin' up on deck
He was a-lookin kinda pale around the neck
As he sit there shoutin' orders, I stood splashin' in the water
And I ask exactly what you might expect.

Chorus:
Where were you when the ship hit the sand?
He said; "I was in there prayin' for dry land,
With a bucket and my breakfast in my hand!"
Where were you when the ship hit the sand?...