Rolling Down To Old Maui
(专辑: Between The Breaks... Live! - 1979)
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 did blow 'Cause we're homeward bound from the
Arctic ground with a
good ship taut and free And we won't give a
damn when we drink our rum with the
girls from 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 the
northerly gale through the
ice and wind and rain Them coconut fronds, them tropical lands, we soon shall see again Six hellish months we've 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 the
northerly gale, towards our island home Our mainmast sprung, our whaling done, and we ain't got far to roam Our stu'n's'l booms is 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 through the
island trees, now the
ice is far astern Them native maids, them tropical glades, is awaiting our return Even now their big brown eyes look out, hoping some fine day to see Our baggy sails, running 'fore the
gales, 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