There's some folks who always worry
And some folks who never care
But in this world of rush
And hurry it matters neither here nor there
Be steady and realistic
Don't hanker for gold or gems
Be carefree and otimistic like Old Father Thames
High in the hills down in the dales
Happy and fancy free
Old Father Thames keeps rolling along
Down to the mighty sea
What does he know what does he care
Nothing for you or me
Old Father Thames keeps rolling along
Down to the mighty sea
He never seems to worry
Doesn't care for Fortunes fame
He never seems to hurry
But he gets there just the same
Kingdoms may come Kingdoms may go
Whatever the end may be
Old Father Thames keeps rolling along
Down to the mighty sea
My best way a heaven best way
Than right to be own with kind
It doesn't matter what the rest of it
You're about to leave them far behind
It's your turn to do you duties
If they call to own your fame
Far regard than human duties
Like Old Father Thames
High in the hills down in the dales
Happy and fancy free
Old Father Thames keeps rolling along
Down to the mighty sea
What does he know what does he care
Nothing for you or me
Old Father Thames keeps rolling along
Down to the mighty sea
He never seems to worry
Doesn't care for Fortunes fame
He never seems to hurry
But he gets there just the same
Kingdoms may come
Kingdoms may go
Whatever the end may be
Old Father Thames keeps rolling along
Down to the mighty sea