In the town

where I was born

lived a man

who sailed the sea.

And he told

us of his life

in the land

of sub ma rines.

So we sailed

up to the sun

till we found

the sea of green,

and we lived

be neath the waves

in our yel low sub ma rine.

We all live in a yel low sub ma rine, yel low sub ma rine, yel low sub ma rine.

We all live in a yel low sub ma rine, yel low sub ma rine, yel low sub ma rine.

And our friends

are all on board

man y more of them has live next door.

And the band

be gins to play:

We all live in a yel low sub ma rine,

yel low sub ma rine,

yel low sub ma rine.

We all live in a yel low sub ma rine,

yel low sub ma rine,

yel low sub ma rine.

As we live

a life of ease

ev ’ry one of us has all we need.

Sky of blue

and sea of play:

green

in our yel low

sub ma rine.

yel low sub ma rine.