Poxy Boggards - Rolling Down to Old Maui lyrics

Once more we are sail by the Northern gale And bounding over the main, And now the hills of the tropic isles We soon shall see again. Five hellish moons have waxed and waned Since from the shore sailed we, For now we are bound from the Arctic ground Rolling down to old Maui. Rolling down to old Maui, me boys Rolling down to old Maui For now we're bound from the Arctic ground Rolling down to old Maui. Through many a blow of frost and snow And bitter squalls of hail, Our spars were bent and our canvas rent As we braved the northern gale. The horrid isles of ice cut tiles That deck the Arctic sea, Now lie many leagues astern As we sail to old Maui. Rolling down to old Maui, me boys Rolling down to old Maui For now we're bound from the Arctic ground Rolling down to old Maui. Oh welcome the seas and the fragrant breeze That is laden with odors rare And the pretty maids in the sunny glades Who are gentle, kind and fair And their pretty eyes look towards the skies Hoping some day to see Our snow-white sails before the gales Rolling down to old Maui. Rolling down to old Maui, me boys Rolling down to old Maui For now we're bound from the Arctic ground Rolling down to old Maui. It's a damn tough life of toil and strife We whalemen undergo; And we don't give a damn When the gails have stoped How hard the wind did blow. We are homeward bound, 'tis a glorious sound, On a good ship, taut and free And we'll think of that as we drink and chat With the girls of old Mohee. Rolling down to old Maui, me boys Rolling down to old Maui For 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 For now we're bound from the Arctic ground Rolling down to old Maui.