Old Maui The Longest Johns

[Verse 1]
It's a damn tough life full of toil and strife
We whalermen undergo
And we won't give a damn when the gales are done
How hard the winds did blow
For we're homeward bound from the Arctic Grounds
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

[Refrain]
Rolling down to Old Maui, me boys
Rolling down to Old Maui
We're homeward bound from the Arctic Grounds
Rolling down to Old Maui

[Verse 2]
Once more we sail with a Northerly gale
Through the ice, and wind, and rain
Them coconut fronds
Them tropical shores
We soon shall see again
For six hellish months we passed away
On the cold Kamchatka sea
But now we're bound from the Arctic Grounds
Rolling down to Old Maui