[ Предположительная тональность: Dm ] Dm A Dm Am 1st Verse: It's a damn tough life full of toil and strife Dm Am Dm We whalermen undergo. A Dm Am And we don't give a damn when the gale is stopped A# Am Dm How hard the winds did blow. F C For we're homeward bound from the Arctic ground Dm A With a good ship, taut and free. Dm A Dm A7 And we don't give a damn when we drink our rum Dm Am Dm With the girls of Old Maui. F C Chorus: Rolling down to Old Maui, me boys A# A Rolling down to Old Maui. Dm A Dm Am We're homeward bound from the Arctic ground, Dm Am Dm Rolling down to Old Maui. Dm A Dm Am 2nd Verse: Once more we sail with a northerly gale Dm Am Dm Through the ice and wind and rain. A Dm Am Them coconut fronds, them tropical lands A# Am Dm We soon shall see again. F C Six hellish months have passed away Dm A On the cold Kamchatka Sea. Dm A Dm A7 But now we're bound from the Arctic ground Dm Am Dm Rolling down to Old Maui. Chorus Dm A Dm Am 3rd Verse: Once more we sail with a northerly gale Dm Am Dm Towards our island home. A Dm Am Our mainmast sprung, our whaling done, A# Am Dm And we ain't got far to roam. F C Our stuns'l bones is carried away, Dm A What care we for that sound? Dm A Dm A7 A living gale is after us, Dm Am Dm Thank God we're homeward bound. Chorus Dm A Dm Am 4th Verse: How soft the breeze through the island trees, Dm Am Dm Now the ice is far astern. A Dm Am Them native maids, them tropical glades A# Am Dm Are a-waiting our return. F C Even now their big brown eyes look out Dm A Hoping some fine day to see Dm A Dm A7 Our baggy sails runnin' 'fore the gales Dm Am Dm Rolling down to old Maui.