John Kanaka Fisherman's Friends

I thought I heard the old man say (Hoo!)
(John, Kanaka-naka, too-rye-ay)
Today, today, it's a holiday (Hoo!)
(John, Kanaka-naka, too-rye-ay)

Too-rye-ay, oh!
Too-rye-ay
John, Kanaka-naka, too-rye-ay

We're bound away at the break of day (Hoo!)
(John, Kanaka-naka, too-rye-ay)
We're bound away for 'Frisco bay (Hoo!)
(John, Kanaka-naka, too-rye-ay)

Too-rye-ay, oh!
Too-rye-ay
John, Kanaka-naka, too-rye-ay

Them 'Frisco girls ain't got no combs (Hoo!)
(John, Kanaka-naka, too-rye-ay)
They comb their hair with a herring backbone (Hoo!)
(John, Kanaka-naka, too-rye-ay)

Too-rye-ay, oh!
Too-rye-ay
John, Kanaka-naka, too-rye-ay