Isle of Her

Row, there's only seven more miles to go We'll reach the isle of her Row, there's only seven more miles to go We'll find the peacock's tail Row, there's only seven more miles to go We'll steal the mother of pearl Row, there's only seven more miles to go We'll eat the dancing girls Cyclops gazing alone Facing mirrors that show The reflection, his own Face to face A hand on each of the oars A hand on each of the oars We're seven miles from shore Just keep on going Row, there's only seven more miles to go We'll sail across dry lands Row, there's only seven more miles to go We'll cut the grassy knoll Row, there's only seven more miles to go We'll steal a single jewel Row, there's only seven more miles to go We'll wipe the crystals dry.