Girl: My dear, you're sailing off without me.
Yet you don't seem to give a damn.
Sailor: I know it's fearful of me not to be more tearful,
But thank heaven I am.
Girl: You mean to say you're glad to leave me?
Can I believe that's what you mean?
Sailor: Why, don't be funny,
I'm just wild about you, honey,
But I'm oh, so glad,
So glad, it's driving me mad
To say goodbye to all things that typify
The humdrum of my daily routine.
Crew: And there's no cure like travel
To help you unravel
The worries of living today.
When the poor brain is cracking
There's nothing like packing
A suitcase and sailing away.
Take a run 'round Vienna,
Granada, Ravenna, Sienna
And then a-'round Rome.
Have as high time, a low time,
And in no time
You'll be singing "Home, Sweet Home".

Bon Voyage
You mean Bon Voyage
I hate to say, "Goodbye, " sweetheart
By the seashore
You mean sur la plage
I'll wait and watch the sea,
Till you come back to me
Oh My dearie
You mean ma cherie
I'm yours for life
You mean pur la vie
So kiss me pretty wench
In English or in French
Bon Voyage
Bon Voyage!

Bon Voyage!  (Oh there's no cure)
I mean Bon Voyage (like travel to help you)
I hate to say, "Goodbye, " sweetheart (unravel the worries of living today）
By the seashore! (When the poor brain)
You mean sur la plage (Is cracking, there's nothing)
I'll wait and watch the sea (like packing a suitcase)
Till you come back to me (and sailing away)
Oh My dearie! (Take a run 'round)
I mean ma cherie (Vienna, Granada)
I'm yours for life! (Ravenna, Sienna)
I mean pur la vie (And then around Rome)
So kiss me pretty wench (Have a high time)
In English or in French (a low time, and in no time)
Bon Voyage (You'll be home sweet home!)
Bon Voyage！

And there's no cure like travel
To help you unravel
The worries of living today.
When the poor brain is cracking
There's nothing like packing
A suitcase and sailing away.
Take a run 'round Vienna,
Granada, Ravenna, Sienna
And then a-'round Rome.
Have as high time, a low time,
And in no time
You'll be singing "Home, Sweet Home".