They walked off A fresh grin awaits "Those sissies don't have what it takes" They tell the story Of the boy who washed away I come back to the water where they sinned They tuned the station To Chuckahomo Bridge Castaway You can't choose your fate The sirens are miles away They threw him over The boy who washed away I look upon the one who couldn't swim They'll sing for miles Of Chuckahomo Bridge