Rolling down to Old Maui (Морские песни (Sea Shanty))

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1st Verse: It's a damn tough life full of toil and strife
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           We whalermen undergo.
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           And we don't give a damn when the gale is stopped
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           How hard the winds did blow.
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           For we're homeward bound from the Arctic ground
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           With a good ship, taut and free.
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           And we don't give a damn when we drink our rum
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           With the girls of Old Maui.

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   Chorus: Rolling down to Old Maui, me boys
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           Rolling down to Old Maui.
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           We're homeward bound from the Arctic ground,
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           Rolling down to Old Maui.

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2nd Verse: Once more we sail with a northerly gale
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           Through the ice and wind and rain.
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           Them coconut fronds, them tropical lands
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           We soon shall see again.
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           Six hellish months have passed away
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           On the cold Kamchatka Sea.
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           But now we're bound from the Arctic ground
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           Rolling down to Old Maui.

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   Chorus: Rolling down to Old Maui, me boys
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           Rolling down to Old Maui.
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           We're homeward bound from the Arctic ground,
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           Rolling down to Old Maui.

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3rd Verse: Once more we sail with a northerly gale
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           Towards our island home.
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           Our mainmast sprung, our whaling done,
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           And we ain't got far to roam.
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           Our stuns'l bones is carried away,
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           What care we for that sound?
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           A living gale is after us,
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           Thank God we're homeward bound.

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   Chorus: Rolling down to Old Maui, me boys
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           Rolling down to Old Maui.
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           We're homeward bound from the Arctic ground,
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           Rolling down to Old Maui.

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4th Verse: How soft the breeze through the island trees,
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           Now the ice is far astern.
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           Them native maids, them tropical glades
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           Are a-waiting our return.
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           Even now their big brown eyes look out
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           Hoping some fine day to see
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           Our baggy sails runnin' 'fore the gales
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           Rolling down to old Maui.