John Kanaka

I though I heard the old man say
Chorus. John Kanakanaka too lei ai
Today' today's and 'oliday
Chorus. John Kanakanaka too lei ai
Too lei ai oh too lei ai
Chorus. John Kanakanaka too lei ai

There's work tomorro', but not work today
'cos today, today's an 'oliday

We're outward bound from London town
Where all the Judies they come down

We're outward bound at break of day
We're outward bound for 'Frisco Bay

We're outward bound around cape horn
Where you wish to god you'd not been born

The boatswain says ?gBefore I?fm through
You?fll curse your mother for having you?h

We're a Yankee ship with a Yankee crew
And we're the boys to kick her through

And when we get to 'Frisco Bay
We'll pay off ship and make our pay

So haul oh haul oh haul away
Haul away and make your pay

I thought I heard the old man say
Just one more pull and then belay

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The blower says, “Before I'm done
You'll wish to Christ you was no man's son.”

And the striker says, “Before I'm through
You'll curse your mother for having you.”

There's rotten meat and there's musty bread,
And “Pump or drown!” the Old Man said.

She wouldn't wear and she wouldn't stay,
She was taking water night and day.

When we arrive in the Mobile Bay
We'll tear the sheets and spend our pay.

Just one suck-o and then belay,
Tomorrow, boys, is our payday.