PLEASURE CRUISE, THE
(Harry Gifford / Fred E. Cliffe)

George Formby - 1935



Holiday time, some sunny clime, calling to you and me
You quickly choose a wonderful cruise, out on the open sea
The first day you're content, you're awfully glad you went
Oh, what a pleasure cruise to drive away the blues
The pleasures of a pleasure cruise

Down the companion way you fall ten times a day
Someone finds you sitting on the point of the Captain's compass
One dark night I turned first left, then right, my way I seemed to lose
A honeymooning couple then created such a scene
Because I was discovered where the bridegroom should have been
Oh, what a pleasure cruise, in future I refuse
The pleasures of a pleasure cruise

Steamers and tramps show coloured lamps
Amber and green and red
Your ship runs aground and somehow you've found
The street traffic lights instead
They sail once more, then find, they've left half the ship behind
Oh, what a pleasure cruise to drive away the blues
The pleasures of a pleasure cruise

Your cabin's far too small, you've got no room at all
In your short shirt, lyin' on your bunk with your feet through the porthole
On the deck you nearly break your neck, your sea legs you can't use
You dive into the ocean for a swim, it's such a lark
Till you find you've been bitten in the bulwarks by a shark
Oh, what a pleasure cruise, in future I refuse
The pleasures of a pleasure cruise

(Ukelele Solo)

Oh, what a pleasure cruise, in future I refuse
The pleasures of a pleasure cruise


(Transcribed by Mel Priddle - March 2006)