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+===== Rolling Down to Old Maui =====
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+w:damn tough life full of |
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+w:toil and* strife we* |
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+w:whale-men un-* der |
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+w:go.  And we |
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+w:don't give a damn when the |
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+w:whal-ing's* done how*
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+w:hard the winds* did
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+w:blow.  'Cause we're
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+w:home-ward bound from the
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+w:arc-tic ground with a
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+w:good ship taught* and
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+w:free.  And we
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+w:won't give a damn when we
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+w:drink our* rum with the
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+w:girls of old* Ma-
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+w:ui.
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+w:Roll-ing
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+w:ui, me boys, roll-ing
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+w:down to old* Ma-
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+w:ui.  We're
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+It's a damn tough life full of toil and strife we whalermen undergo
+And we don't give a damn when the whaling's 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 won't give a damn when we drink our rum with the girls of old Maui
+**Chorus:**
+//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 the northerly gale through the ice and wind and rain
+Them coconut fronds, them tropical lands, we soon shall see again
+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
+[Chorus]
+Once more we sail with the northerly gale towards our island home
+Our main mast sprung, our whaling done, and we ain't got far to roam
+Our stuns'l boom's been carried away, what care we for that sound
+A living gale is after us, thank God we're homeward bound
+[Chorus]
+How soft the breeze through the island trees, now the ice is far astern
+Them native maids in their island glades are awaiting our return
+Even now, their big brown eyes look out, hoping some fine day to see
+Our baggy sails running afore the gales, rolling down to old Maui
+[Chorus]
+And now we're anchored in the bay, with kanakas all around
+With chants and sweet //aloha//s, they greet us homeward bound
+And now ashore, we'll have good friends, we'll paint the beaches red
+Awaken in the arms of an island maid with a big fat aching head
+[Chorus]