Rolling Down to Old Maui

[Intro]
Ready, boys?

[Verse 1]
It’s a damn tough life full of toil and strife
We whalermen undergo
And we don’t give a damn when the gale has stopped
How hard the wind did blow
Where homeward bound tiss a grand old sound
On a good ship, taut and free
And we don’t give a damn when we drink our rum
With the girls of Old Maui

[Chorus]
Rolling down to Old Maui, me boys
Rolling down to Old Maui
We’re homeward bound from the Arctic ground
Rolling home to Old Maui

[Verse 2]
Once more we sail with a northerly gale
Through the ice and sleet and rain
And coconut fronds, them tropical lands
We soon shall see again
Six hellish months we’ve passed away
In the cold Kamchatka Sea
And now we’re bound from the Arctic ground
Rolling down to Old Maui

[Chorus]
Rolling down to Old Maui, me boys
Rolling down to Old Maui
We’re homeward bound from the Arctic ground
Rolling home to Old Maui

[Verse 3]
And now we sail with a favouring gale
Towards our island home
Our mainmast sprung, our whaling done
And we ain’t got far to roam
Our stu’n’s’l bones is carried away
What care we for that sound?
A living gale is after us
Thank God we’re homeward bound

[Chorus]
Rolling down to Old Maui, me boys
Rolling down to Old Maui
We’re homeward bound from the Arctic ground
Rolling home to Old Maui

[Chorus]
Rolling down to Old Maui, me boys
Rolling down to Old Maui
We’re homeward bound from the Arctic ground
Rolling home to Old Maui