Share your knowledge of this product with other customers... Be the first to write a review. And some singing I guess... - 19/06/2020 Stream Full VOD. For our tattered sails running 'fore the gale, rolling down to old Maui.
This is an off-watch song, as distinct from a working song, of whalemen longing for the women and weather of better latitudes. Who are gentle, kind and fair. Dreadnoughts, The - Amiens Polka. Roy Harris sang Rolling Down to Old Maui in 1985 on his Fellside album Utter Simplicity. Them native maids, them tropical glades, is awaiting our return. Discuss the Rolling Down to Old Maui Lyrics with the community: Citation. Oh welcome the seas and the fragrant breeze. Drops - 11/12/2020 Stream Full VOD. I feel this one is an adaption of Huntington's Songs the Whalemen Sang, and I learned it from Bert Lloyd when he was in Australia in the 1960s. The Longest Johns In Quarantine (after failed intro + love to @El Pony Pisador) (18 Mar 2020). Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted. With chats and stuff, aloha way. And now we′re anchored in the bay With the Kanaka's all around With chants and soft aloha ois, They greet us homeward bound; And now ashore we'll have some fun, We′ll paint them beaches red; Awaken in the arms of an island maid With a big fat aching head.
An ample share of toil and care. And our decks are hid from view. Dreadnoughts, The - Black And White. From the Arctic grounds. All Aboard the Stream Locomotive | The Longest Johns Full Band Stream (2 Jun 2021). We'll heave the lead where old Diamond Head. One historian wrote, "Cape Horn, " the whorehouse district [of Honolulu], was so named because of the truism that the whalemen hung their consciences on the Horn on the voyage out and picked them up again on the way home. Awaking in the arms of a wahine. And we don't give a damn. Eyes look out, hoping some fine day to see, Our baggy sails, running 'fore the gales, ITALIANO. Writer(s): Traditional, Johnny Collins
Lyrics powered by More from Son Of Rogues Gallery: Pirate Ballads, Sea Songs & Chanteys. And the coconut fronds. Through many a blow of frost and hail and bitter squalls of snow. Rolling Down to Old Mohee from the journal of the Atkins Adams, 1858.
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Owards our island home: Our main yard sprung, our whaling done, And we ain't got far to roam! This version comes from Songs the Whalemen Sang by Gale Huntington and is taken from the log-book of the American ship Atkins Adams from the year 1858. Occhi castani scrutano, sperando di vedere un bel giorno, le nostre ampie vele, arrivare prima della tempesta, muovendosi verso la vecchia Maui. You must log in and be a buyer of this download to submit a review. He noted: Emily Friedman introduced this song to me in her hotel room at the Mariposa Folk Festival in 1978, and I've loved it ever since. Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image's author be unknown at the time of publishing. How soft the breeze through the island trees, Now the ice is far astern.
Type the characters from the picture above: Input is case-insensitive. He noted: 19th century whalermen used the port of Lahaina on the Hawaiian island of Maui as a place to refit and transship oil home after six months or so in the Bering sea or the Arctic. Sea of Sings, ye scurvy dogs!