Rolling Down to Old Maui
Homeward Bound Seas: Journey of Whalers
Lyrics
It's a damn tough life full of toil and strife
Life as a whaler is difficult and filled with hard work and challenges.
We whalermen undergo
Whalers endure these tough conditions.
And we don't give a damn when the day is done
They don't care about the hardships once the workday is over.
How hard the winds do blow
The strength of the winds doesn't bother them at the end of the day.
For we're homeward bound from the Arctic Sound
They are heading home from the Arctic region on a sturdy and well-maintained ship.
On a good ship taut and free
The ship is properly rigged and sailing well.
And we don't give a damn when we drink our rum
They enjoy drinking rum without worry while being entertained by the women of Old Maui.
With the girls of Old Maui
They revel in the company of the women at their destination, Old Maui.
Rolling down to Old Maui, me boys
Expressing excitement about the journey to Old Maui.
Rolling down to Old Maui
Reiteration of their excitement about going to Old Maui.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic Ground
They are returning home from the Arctic region to Old Maui.
Rolling down to Old Maui
Re-emphasizing their journey towards Old Maui.
Once more we sail with a Northerly gale
Once again, they're sailing with a strong northern wind after leaving behind harsh conditions.
From the ice, and wind, and rain
Leaving behind the harsh elements of the Arctic.
Them native maids, them tropical glades
They anticipate meeting the native women and enjoying the beautiful tropical landscapes again.
We soon shall see again
They are eager to see the tropical beauty after enduring a difficult six months in the Arctic.
Six hellish months have passed us by
They've spent six difficult months in the cold waters near Kamchatka.
On the cold Kamchatka sea
Describing their past experiences in the harsh Arctic seas.
But now we're bound from the Arctic ground
They're leaving the Arctic and heading towards Old Maui.
Rolling down to Old Maui
Expressing their journey towards Old Maui.
Rolling down to Old Maui, me boys
Reaffirming their excitement about the journey to Old Maui.
Rolling down to Old Maui
Reiteration of their anticipation for Old Maui.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic Ground
They're on their way home from the Arctic to Old Maui.
Rolling down to Old Maui
Re-emphasizing their journey towards Old Maui.
Once more we sail the Northerly gale
They're sailing towards their island home with a strong northern wind.
Towards our Island home
Heading back to their familiar island destination.
Our mainmast sprung, our whaling done
They've finished their whaling tasks and are close to reaching home.
And we ain't got far to roam
They don’t have much distance left to travel.
Our stans'l booms is carried away
Some of their ship's rigging is damaged, but it doesn't concern them.
What care we for that sound
They are unaffected by the sound of their damaged rigging.
A living gale after us
Despite facing strong winds, they're grateful to be heading home.
Thank God we're homeward bound
Thankful for their journey towards home.
Rolling down to Old Maui, me boys
Reaffirming their excitement about the journey to Old Maui.
Rolling down to Old Maui
Reiteration of their anticipation for Old Maui.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic Ground
They're on their way home from the Arctic to Old Maui.
Rolling down to Old Maui
Re-emphasizing their journey towards Old Maui.
How soft the breeze through the island trees
Describing the pleasant breeze now that they're far from the ice.
Now the ice is far astern
They're leaving the icy conditions behind.
Them native maids, them tropical glades
Anticipating meeting the native women and enjoying the tropical landscapes upon their return.
Is awaiting our return
Looking forward to their return and the warm welcome they expect.
Even now their soft, brown eyes look out
Imagining the anticipation in the eyes of the native women, waiting for their return.
Hoping some fine to see
Expecting the native women to be excited to see their ship approaching.
Our baggy sails running 'fore the gales
They imagine their sails billowing as they approach Old Maui.
Rolling down to Old Maui
Anticipating their journey and arrival at Old Maui.
Rolling down to Old Maui, me boys
Reaffirming their excitement about the journey to Old Maui.
Rolling down to Old Maui
Reiteration of their anticipation for Old Maui.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic Ground
They're on their way home from the Arctic to Old Maui.
Rolling down to Old Maui
Re-emphasizing their journey towards Old Maui.
Rolling down to Old Maui, me boys
Reaffirming their excitement about the journey to Old Maui.
Rolling down to Old Maui
Reiteration of their anticipation for Old Maui.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic Ground
They're on their way home from the Arctic to Old Maui.
Rolling down to Old Maui
Re-emphasizing their journey towards Old Maui.
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