Chords for Rolling Down to Old Maui - Songs of the Sea and Tavern
Tempo:
114 bpm
Chords used:
C#
F#m
F
G
F#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Thank you folks.
Of all the places we play as individuals, as groups within groups, this
place here, every year, is the place we cherish most in coming to and playing.
And singing together.
Singing with you.
You're wonderful.
Thank you so much.
It's a damn tough life, full of toil and strife, we whalemen undergo.
We don't give a damn when the whaling's done, how hard the wind will blow.
We are homeward bound, it's a damn fine sound, with a good ship taught and free.
We don't give a damn when we drink our rum, with the girls of O'Mawee.
We're rolling down to O'Mawee, me boys, rolling down to O'Mawee.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic around, rolling down to O'Mawee.
Once more we sail, with a favorable gale, through the ice and sleet and rain.
In the fronds, in [N] them tropic lands, we soon shall see again.
Sixth generation mums have passed away, on the cold Kanchaka Sea.
And now we're back here around, rolling down to O'Mawee.
We're rolling down to O'Mawee, me boys, rolling down to [C#] O'Mawee.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic around, rolling down to O'Mawee.
We'll hang old diamond head looms up on old Wahoo.
Our mists are maple, and the yards are sheathed with ice.
Our decks are hidden from view.
On the horrid ice of the sea, hot tiles tap tap in the Arctic sea.
We are miles behind in the icy wind, since we stared for
[F] O'Mawee.
We're rolling down to O'Mawee, [N] me boys, rolling down to O'Mawee.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic around, rolling down to O'Mawee.
How come of the tropic [C#] seas, now the ice is far astern?
Them native maids and them [G] island glades, they're awaiting our return.
Their big black eyes even now look out, hoping some fine day to [N] see.
Our daddy's sails running for the hills, rolling down to O'Mawee.
We're rolling down to O'Mawee, me boys, rolling down to O'Mawee.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic around, rolling down to O'Mawee.
And now we sail with a north early gale toward [F#m]
us.
[C#m] All's sprung, all's failing done, and we ain't gone.
Our stunsome boat is carried away, what care we for that sound?
A living hail is after us, thank God we're homeward [F#] bound.
We're rolling down to O'Mawee, me boys, rolling [C] down to [F]
O'Mawee.
We're homeward [C#] bound from the Arctic around, rolling down to O'Mawee.
And now we're in the bay with the Kanakas all around.
Gants and soft aloha boys, they [N] greet us homeward.
And now on shore we'll have good fun and make them beaches red.
Waking in the arms of an island maid with a big fat achy head.
We're rolling down to O'Mawee, me boys, rolling down to O'Mawee.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic around, rolling down to O'Mawee.
[F#m] We're rolling down [E] to O'Mawee, me [G] boys, rolling down [C] to O'Mawee.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic around, rolling [F#]
down to [F#m]
O'Mawee.
[N]
Of all the places we play as individuals, as groups within groups, this
place here, every year, is the place we cherish most in coming to and playing.
And singing together.
Singing with you.
You're wonderful.
Thank you so much.
It's a damn tough life, full of toil and strife, we whalemen undergo.
We don't give a damn when the whaling's done, how hard the wind will blow.
We are homeward bound, it's a damn fine sound, with a good ship taught and free.
We don't give a damn when we drink our rum, with the girls of O'Mawee.
We're rolling down to O'Mawee, me boys, rolling down to O'Mawee.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic around, rolling down to O'Mawee.
Once more we sail, with a favorable gale, through the ice and sleet and rain.
In the fronds, in [N] them tropic lands, we soon shall see again.
Sixth generation mums have passed away, on the cold Kanchaka Sea.
And now we're back here around, rolling down to O'Mawee.
We're rolling down to O'Mawee, me boys, rolling down to [C#] O'Mawee.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic around, rolling down to O'Mawee.
We'll hang old diamond head looms up on old Wahoo.
Our mists are maple, and the yards are sheathed with ice.
Our decks are hidden from view.
On the horrid ice of the sea, hot tiles tap tap in the Arctic sea.
We are miles behind in the icy wind, since we stared for
[F] O'Mawee.
We're rolling down to O'Mawee, [N] me boys, rolling down to O'Mawee.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic around, rolling down to O'Mawee.
How come of the tropic [C#] seas, now the ice is far astern?
Them native maids and them [G] island glades, they're awaiting our return.
Their big black eyes even now look out, hoping some fine day to [N] see.
Our daddy's sails running for the hills, rolling down to O'Mawee.
We're rolling down to O'Mawee, me boys, rolling down to O'Mawee.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic around, rolling down to O'Mawee.
And now we sail with a north early gale toward [F#m]
us.
[C#m] All's sprung, all's failing done, and we ain't gone.
Our stunsome boat is carried away, what care we for that sound?
A living hail is after us, thank God we're homeward [F#] bound.
We're rolling down to O'Mawee, me boys, rolling [C] down to [F]
O'Mawee.
We're homeward [C#] bound from the Arctic around, rolling down to O'Mawee.
And now we're in the bay with the Kanakas all around.
Gants and soft aloha boys, they [N] greet us homeward.
And now on shore we'll have good fun and make them beaches red.
Waking in the arms of an island maid with a big fat achy head.
We're rolling down to O'Mawee, me boys, rolling down to O'Mawee.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic around, rolling down to O'Mawee.
[F#m] We're rolling down [E] to O'Mawee, me [G] boys, rolling down [C] to O'Mawee.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic around, rolling [F#]
down to [F#m]
O'Mawee.
[N]
Key:
C#
F#m
F
G
F#
C#
F#m
F
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Thank _ you folks. _ _ _
Of all the places we play as individuals, as groups within groups, _ _ this
place here, every year, _ is the place we cherish most in coming to and playing.
And singing together.
Singing with you. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ You're wonderful.
Thank you so much.
_ It's a damn tough life, full of toil and strife, we whalemen _ undergo.
We _ don't give a damn when the whaling's done, how hard the wind will blow.
We are _ homeward bound, it's a damn fine sound, with a good ship taught and free.
We don't give a damn when we drink our rum, with the girls of _ _ O'Mawee.
We're rolling down to _ O'Mawee, me boys, rolling down to _ _ O'Mawee.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic around, rolling down to _ _ _ O'Mawee.
Once more we sail, with a favorable gale, through the ice and sleet and rain.
In _ the fronds, in [N] them tropic lands, we soon shall see _ again.
_ Sixth generation mums have passed away, on the cold Kanchaka _ Sea.
And now we're _ back here around, rolling down to _ O'Mawee.
We're rolling down to _ _ O'Mawee, me boys, rolling down to _ _ _ [C#] O'Mawee.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic around, rolling down to _ _ _ O'Mawee.
We'll hang _ _ old diamond head looms up on old Wahoo. _
_ Our mists are maple, and the yards are sheathed with ice.
Our decks are hidden from view.
On the horrid ice of the sea, hot tiles tap tap in the Arctic sea.
We are miles behind in the icy wind, since we stared for _
_ [F] O'Mawee.
We're rolling _ down to _ _ O'Mawee, [N] me boys, rolling down to _ _ O'Mawee.
We're _ homeward bound from the Arctic around, rolling down to _ _ _ O'Mawee.
How come of the tropic [C#] seas, now the ice is far astern?
Them native maids and them [G] island glades, they're awaiting our _ return.
Their big black eyes even now look out, hoping some fine day to [N] see.
Our daddy's sails running for the hills, rolling down to _ _ O'Mawee.
We're rolling down to _ O'Mawee, me boys, rolling down to _ _ _ O'Mawee.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic around, rolling down to _ _ O'Mawee.
And now we sail with a north early gale toward _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ us.
[C#m] All's sprung, all's failing done, and we ain't gone. _ _ _ _
Our stunsome boat is carried away, what care we for that sound?
_ A living hail is after us, thank God we're homeward [F#] bound.
We're rolling down to _ _ O'Mawee, me boys, rolling [C] down to _ [F] _
O'Mawee.
We're homeward [C#] bound from the Arctic around, rolling down to _ _ _ O'Mawee.
And now _ _ _ we're in the bay with the Kanakas all around.
_ _ Gants and soft _ aloha boys, they [N] greet us homeward.
_ _ And now on shore we'll have good fun and make them beaches _ _ red.
Waking in the arms of an island maid with a big fat achy head.
We're rolling _ down to _ _ O'Mawee, me boys, rolling down to _ _ O'Mawee.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic around, rolling down to _ O'Mawee.
[F#m] We're rolling down [E] to _ O'Mawee, me [G] boys, rolling down [C] to _ _ O'Mawee.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic around, rolling [F#]
down to _ _ _ _ [F#m] _
O'Mawee.
_ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Thank _ you folks. _ _ _
Of all the places we play as individuals, as groups within groups, _ _ this
place here, every year, _ is the place we cherish most in coming to and playing.
And singing together.
Singing with you. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ You're wonderful.
Thank you so much.
_ It's a damn tough life, full of toil and strife, we whalemen _ undergo.
We _ don't give a damn when the whaling's done, how hard the wind will blow.
We are _ homeward bound, it's a damn fine sound, with a good ship taught and free.
We don't give a damn when we drink our rum, with the girls of _ _ O'Mawee.
We're rolling down to _ O'Mawee, me boys, rolling down to _ _ O'Mawee.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic around, rolling down to _ _ _ O'Mawee.
Once more we sail, with a favorable gale, through the ice and sleet and rain.
In _ the fronds, in [N] them tropic lands, we soon shall see _ again.
_ Sixth generation mums have passed away, on the cold Kanchaka _ Sea.
And now we're _ back here around, rolling down to _ O'Mawee.
We're rolling down to _ _ O'Mawee, me boys, rolling down to _ _ _ [C#] O'Mawee.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic around, rolling down to _ _ _ O'Mawee.
We'll hang _ _ old diamond head looms up on old Wahoo. _
_ Our mists are maple, and the yards are sheathed with ice.
Our decks are hidden from view.
On the horrid ice of the sea, hot tiles tap tap in the Arctic sea.
We are miles behind in the icy wind, since we stared for _
_ [F] O'Mawee.
We're rolling _ down to _ _ O'Mawee, [N] me boys, rolling down to _ _ O'Mawee.
We're _ homeward bound from the Arctic around, rolling down to _ _ _ O'Mawee.
How come of the tropic [C#] seas, now the ice is far astern?
Them native maids and them [G] island glades, they're awaiting our _ return.
Their big black eyes even now look out, hoping some fine day to [N] see.
Our daddy's sails running for the hills, rolling down to _ _ O'Mawee.
We're rolling down to _ O'Mawee, me boys, rolling down to _ _ _ O'Mawee.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic around, rolling down to _ _ O'Mawee.
And now we sail with a north early gale toward _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ us.
[C#m] All's sprung, all's failing done, and we ain't gone. _ _ _ _
Our stunsome boat is carried away, what care we for that sound?
_ A living hail is after us, thank God we're homeward [F#] bound.
We're rolling down to _ _ O'Mawee, me boys, rolling [C] down to _ [F] _
O'Mawee.
We're homeward [C#] bound from the Arctic around, rolling down to _ _ _ O'Mawee.
And now _ _ _ we're in the bay with the Kanakas all around.
_ _ Gants and soft _ aloha boys, they [N] greet us homeward.
_ _ And now on shore we'll have good fun and make them beaches _ _ red.
Waking in the arms of an island maid with a big fat achy head.
We're rolling _ down to _ _ O'Mawee, me boys, rolling down to _ _ O'Mawee.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic around, rolling down to _ O'Mawee.
[F#m] We're rolling down [E] to _ O'Mawee, me [G] boys, rolling down [C] to _ _ O'Mawee.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic around, rolling [F#]
down to _ _ _ _ [F#m] _
O'Mawee.
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