[Chorus: Jonathan Young]
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

[Verse 1: Jonathan Young]
It's a damn tough life, full of toil and strife, we whalermen undergo
And we won't give a damn when the gale is done, how hard the winds do blow
For we're homeward bound from the Arctic ground 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

[Chorus: Jonathan Young]
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

[Verse 2: Caleb Hyles]
Once more we sail with the 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've passed away on the cold Kamchatka sea
But now we're bound from the Arctic ground, rolling down to Old Maui

[Chorus: Caleb Hyles & Jonathan Young]
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
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