Songtexte Rolling Down to Old Maui - The Revels

It's a damn tough life, full of toil and strife
We whaler men undergo
And we don't give a damn when the gale is done
How hard the winds do blow

We're homeward bound from the Arctic ground
With a good ship, taut and free
And we don't give a damn when we drink our rum
With the girls of Old Maui

Rollin' down to Old Maui, me boys
Rollin' down to Old Maui, me boys
We're homeward bound from the Artic ground
Rollin' down to Old Maui

Once more we sail with a northerly gale
Through the ice and wind and rain
Them coconut fronds, 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

Rollin' down to Old Maui, me boys
Rollin' down to Old Maui
We're homeward bound from the Artic ground
Rollin' down to Old Maui

And now we sail with a favorable gale
Towards our island home
Our main mast sprung, our whaling done
And we anchored far to roam

Our stunsail bones got carried away
What care we for that sound
Our living gale is after us
Thank God, we're homeward bound

Rollin' down to Old Maui, me boys
Rollin' down to Old Maui
We're homeward bound from the Artic ground
Rollin' down to Old Maui
Rollin' down to Old Maui, me boys
Rollin' down to Old Maui
We're homeward bound from the Artic ground
Rollin' down to Old Maui...