Instead of Sitting Wrapped up in Flannel

Instead of sitting wrapped up in flannel
 With rheumatism in every joint,
I wish I was in the English Channel,
 Just going 'round the Lizard Point
All southward bound, with the seas before me,
 I should not care whether smooth or rough,
For then no visitors would call to bore me,
 Of whose 'good-mornings' I have had enough.