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75 lines
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<h1>Rolling Down to Old Maui</h1>
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<p class="nav"><span class="nav-left">Listed under <a href="/sea-shanties.html">Sea Shanties</a>.</span><span class="nav-right"><a href="/theme.html">Theme</a></span></p>
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It's a damn tough life full of toil and strife we whalermen undergo,<br>
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And at the end of the day we don't give a damn how hard the winds did blow,<br>
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Because we're homeward bound, tis a grand old sound<br>
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On a good ship taut and free,<br>
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And we don't give a damn when we drink our Rum with the Girls of Old Maui,
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(Chorus)<br>
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Rollin' down to Old Maui, me boys<br>
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Rollin' down to Old Maui<br>
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We're homeward bound from the Arctic Ground,<br>
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Rollin' down to Old Maui
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Once more we sail with a northerly gale towards our island home,<br>
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Our mainmast sprung, our whalin' done<br>
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And we ain't got far to roam<br>
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Six hellish months we passed away,<br>
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On the cold Kamchatka Sea,<br>
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Now we sail with a northerly gale runnin' down to Old Maui
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<p>(Chorus)</p>
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Once more we sail with a northerly gale through the ice, the wind and rain<br>
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Them coconut fronds, them tropical lands we soon shall see again<br>
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Our ston'sl bones is carried away, what care we for that sound?<br>
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A living gale is after us, thank God we're homeward bound!
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<p>(Chorus)</p>
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Once more we sail with a northerly gale now the ice is far astern,<br>
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Them native maids, them tropical glades is a-waiting our return,<br>
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Even now they're big brown eyes look out hopin' some fine day to see,<br>
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Our baggy sails runnin' for the gales, ROLLIN' HOME TO OLD MAUI
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<p>(Yell chorus twice)</p>
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