Old Maui

It's a damn tough life full of toil and strife We whalermen undergo And we don't give a damn when the day 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 don't give a damn when we drink our rum With the girls of 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 a northerly gale Towards our island home Our mainmast sprung, our whaling done And we ain't got far to roam 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 a northerly gale To the ice and wind and rain Them coconut fronds, them tropical lands We soon shall see again Our stuns'l booms are 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 runnin' for 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