Foggy morning, senses dulled
Something rattles round my skull
In my life, nothing beats a wife

Under rock and over bone
One thing gives me peace I've known
On this lake, all good for goodness sake

If only I were brave, I would take this to my grave
The useful art of shaking hands and how to be a man

Maybe morning never go
Sailor's warning, fever glow
On this sea, good enough for me

Mountain village I call home
Nothing gives me peace I've known
On my left hand, a golden wedding band

If only I were brave, I would take this to my grave
The useful art of shaking hands and how to be a man