Titanic Traveler

Titanic Traveler I’ve a job on the mighty Titanic Rearranging the deck chairs each day If I put them where rich people want them I understand, they’ll gladly pay And then I met John Jacob Astor As he was descending the stairs He asked me what I did on the Titanic I said rearranging the chairs He said I should have more ambition A salesman, designer, mechanic He said my job won’t get me no where Rearranging chairs on the Titanic But I had the last laugh, not Astor My job is now known world wide For I was the first one to have it Worthless? No – I say with pride Make fun of my job if you want to No job, if done right, is a waste When the lifeboats were full, even those with some pull Didn’t find themselves better well placed It mattered not where e’re I put them No chairs from the boat have been found Except for those I tied together And floated on as it went down Mdailey 3/31/12