Rolling Down to Old Maui

Meg Davis

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It's a damn tough life full of toil and strife We whalermen undergo And we don't give a damn when the gale is done How hard the winds do blow We're homeward bound 'Tis a mighty fine sound With a good ship taut and free And don't give a damn when we drink our rum With the girls of old Maui Rolling down to old Maui, me boys Rolling down to old Maui We're homeward bound From the arctic ground Rolling down to old Maui Once more we sail with a northenly gale Through the ice and wind and rain Them coconut fonds, them tropical lands We soon shall see again Six hellish months have passed away On the cold Kamchatka sea But now we're bound from the arctic ground Rolling down to old Maui Rolling down to old Maui, me boys Rolling down to old Maui We're homeward bound From the arctic ground Rolling down to old Maui Once more we sail with a favourable gale Towards our island home Our mainmast sprung, our whaling done And we ain't got far to roam Our stuns'l bones got carried away What care we for that sound? A living gale is after us Thank God we're homeward bound Rolling down to old Maui, me boys Rolling down to old Maui We're homeward bound From the arctic ground Rolling down to old Maui How soft the breeze and them island trees Now the ice is far astern Them native maids and them tropic glades Is awaiting our return Hoping some fine day to see Our baggy sails running 'fore the gale Rolling down to old Maui Rolling down to old Maui, me boys Rolling down to old Maui We're homeward bound From the arctic ground Rolling down to old Maui Rolling down to old Maui, me boys Rolling down to old Maui We're homeward bound From the arctic ground Rolling down to old Maui