The poet praises the boat especially its ability to sail in water too shallow for other vessels.
Chorus: Now the Greenock Steam Boat's ready, [Note 711.1]
Now the Greenock Steam Boat's ready,
The wheels are all in whirling trim,
The steam is up, the hands are steady.
Their patience lost - in lofty ships
Some wait the tide - right sair's the pity;
Nor ebbs, nor shoals, can mar our trips,
To stop our progress to the city. [Note 711.2]