Young Johnny Jones, he had a cute little boat
And all the girlies, he would take for a float
He had girlies on the shore
Sweet little peaches by the score
But Johnny was a wisenheimer, you know
His steady girl was Flo
And every Sunday afternoon
She'd jump in his boat and they would spoon
And then he'd row, row, row
Way up the river he would row, row, row
A hug he'd give her
Then he'd kiss her now and then
And she would tell him when
He'd fool around, and fool around
And then they'd kiss again
And then he'd row, row, row
A little further he would row, oh, oh, oh, oh!
Then he'd drop both his oars
Take a few more encores
And then he'd row, row, row
Right in his boat, he had a cute little seat
And every kiss he stole from Flo was so sweet
And he knew just how to row
He was a Rowing Romeo
He knew an island where the trees were so grand
He knew just where to land
Then tales of love he'd tell to Flo
Until it was time for them to go
And then he'd row, row, row
Way up the river he would row, row, row
A hug he'd give her
Then he'd kiss her now and then
And She would tell him when
He'd fool around, and fool around
And then they'd kiss again
And then he'd row, row, row
A little further he would row, oh, oh, oh, oh!
Then he'd drop both his oars
Take a few more encores
And then he'd row, row, row,