"Rolling Down To Old Maui" lyrics - ROGER MCGUINN

It's a mighty tough life full of toil and strife
We whaler-men under go
And we really don't care when the gale is done
How hard them winds did blow
We're homeward bound from the Arctic Sound
With a good ship taut and free
And we'll have our fun 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
Through the ice, and wind, and rain
Them coconut fronds, them tropical lands
We soon shall see again
Six brutal months have passed away
On the cold Kam-chat-ka sea
But now we're bound from the Arctic ground
Rolling down to Old Maui

Once more we sail the Northerly gale
Going towards our Island home
Our mainmast sprung, our whaling done
We ain't got far to roam
Our stuns'l booms is carried away
What care we for that sound
A living gale is after us
Thank God we're homeward bound

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, round eyes look out
Hoping some fine thing to see
Our baggy sails running 'fore the gales
Rolling down to Old Maui