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ROLLING DOWN TO OLD MAUI (2) Once more we sail with a favoring gale A-bounding o'er the main And soon the hills of the tropic clime Will be in view again Six sluggish months have passed away Since from your shores sailed we But now we're bound from the Arctic ground Rolling down to old Maui Rolling down to old Maui, my boys Rolling down to old Maui But now we're bound from the Arctic ground Rolling down to old Maui We will heave our lead where old Diamond Head Looms up on old Oahu Our masts and rigging are covered with ice Our decks are filled with snow The hoary head of the Sea Gull Isles That decks the Arctic Sea Are many and many leagues astern Since we steered for old Maui Oh welcome the seas and the fragrant breeze Laden with odors rare And the pretty maids in the sunny glades Who are gentle, kind and fair And their pretty eyes even now look out Hoping some day to see Our snow-white sails before the gales Rolling down to old Maui Once more we sail with a favoring gale Toward our distant home Our mainmast sprung, we're almost done Still we ride the ocean's foam Our stun's'ls booms are carried away What care we for that sound A living gale is after us Hurrah, we're homeward bound From Colcord-Songs of American Sailormen. No tune provided. See also MOHEE3, MAUI (NOTE: These three versions seem to have been folk-processed from a common source. Anybody know what? RG @sailor @whaling filename[ MAUI2 TUNE FILE: MAUI1 CLICK TO PLAY RG |
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