We're sailing down from Toraigh Town,
Heave away, Santy Ano,
Round the Cape Horne to 'Frisco Bay,
'Way out in Californio.
So, heave her up and away we'll go,
Heave aweigh, Santy Ano,
Heave her up and away we'll go,
'Way out to californio.
There's plenty of gold, so I've been told,
Heave aweigh, Santy Ano,
Plenty of gold, so I've been told.
'Way out in Californio.
So heave her up and away we'll go,
Heave aweigh, Santy Ano,
Heave her up and away we'll go,
'Way out to Californio.
Well, back in the days of forty-nine,
Heave aweigh, Santy Ano,
Back in the days of a good old time,
'Way out in Californio.
So, heave her up and away we'll go,
Heave aweigh, Santy Ano,
Heave her up and away we'll go,
'Way out to Californio.