Ol’ Noah he was a Noahide
And he was good friend o’ mine.
Never believed a single word he said,
While he built that Ark out of pine, Lord, Lord,
And he really made some mighty fine wine.
Singin’ Joy to the world
Alllll Noah’s boys and girls
Joy to the fishies in the deep blue see
But there ain’t no joy for me, Lord Lord
I’m down to the bottom of the sea.
Well, you can be a Noahide now,
Only seven things you gotta do!
You can still have your Micky-D’s and Saturday cartoons,
And Heaven will be waitin’ for you, Lord. Lord.
Yeah, you got no need to be a Jew.
And you’ll be singin’ Joy to the World —
Alll Noah’s boys and girls
Joy to the fishies in the deep blue see,
And Joy to Noahide ME!
Ol’ Noah he was a Noahide
And he was good friend o’ mine.
Well, I should have believed every word he said,
And I could have survived just fine, Lord, Lord,
And enjoyed Ol’ Noah’s Wine —
And he really made some mighty fine wine.