Chords for Rolling Down To Old Maui - The Longest Johns
Tempo:
117.025 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
Gb
Db
Abm
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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It's a damn tough life, full of toil and strife, we whaler men undergo.
And we won't give a damn when the gales are done, how hard the winds did blow.
For we're homeward bound from the [Db] Arctic grounds, [E] with a good ship [D] taught and free.
[N] And we won't give a damn when we drink our rum with the girls of Old Maui.
[Gb] Rolling down to Old Maui, me boys [F] rolling down to Old Maui.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic grounds, rolling down to Old Maui.
[Gb] Once more we sail with the [N] northerly gales, through the ice and [A] wind and rain.
Them [D] coconut fronds, them [Abm] tropical shores, we soon shall [Am] see again.
For six [Ebm] hellish months [F] we passed away on [B] the cold [Bb] Kamchatka [N] Sea.
But now we're bound from the [Bb] Arctic grounds, [Abm] rolling down [Bb] to Old Maui.
[G] [Gb] Rolling down to Old [N] Maui, me boys rolling down to Old Maui.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic grounds, rolling down to Old Maui.
Once more we sail with the northerly gales, towards our island home.
Our whaling done, our main must sprung, and we ain't got far to roam.
Our [Gb] stuns on bones [F] is carried away, what [B] care we for [Bb] that sound?
[Ebm] A [Bb] little is after us, [B] thank God.
[Bb] We're homeward bound, rolling [Gb] down to [Ebm] Old Maui.
Me boys [F] rolling down to Old Maui.
We're [Bb] homeward bound from the Arctic grounds, rolling [Ab] down to [Bb] Old Maui.
[N] How soft the breeze through the island trees, now the ice is far astern.
Them native mates, them tropical glades is awaiting our return.
[Gb] Even now their big [Db] brown eyes look out, hoping [B] some fine day [D] to see.
[N] Our baggy sails running for [Gm] the gales, [Abm] rolling down to Old Maui.
[Db] Rolling [Gb] down to [Db] Old Maui, [Abm] me boys rolling down to [Bb] Old Maui.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic grounds, rolling down to Old Maui.
[Gb] Rolling down to [Db] Old [Abm] Maui, me boys rolling down to Old Maui.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic grounds, rolling down to [Bb] Old Maui.
[Eb]
And we won't give a damn when the gales are done, how hard the winds did blow.
For we're homeward bound from the [Db] Arctic grounds, [E] with a good ship [D] taught and free.
[N] And we won't give a damn when we drink our rum with the girls of Old Maui.
[Gb] Rolling down to Old Maui, me boys [F] rolling down to Old Maui.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic grounds, rolling down to Old Maui.
[Gb] Once more we sail with the [N] northerly gales, through the ice and [A] wind and rain.
Them [D] coconut fronds, them [Abm] tropical shores, we soon shall [Am] see again.
For six [Ebm] hellish months [F] we passed away on [B] the cold [Bb] Kamchatka [N] Sea.
But now we're bound from the [Bb] Arctic grounds, [Abm] rolling down [Bb] to Old Maui.
[G] [Gb] Rolling down to Old [N] Maui, me boys rolling down to Old Maui.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic grounds, rolling down to Old Maui.
Once more we sail with the northerly gales, towards our island home.
Our whaling done, our main must sprung, and we ain't got far to roam.
Our [Gb] stuns on bones [F] is carried away, what [B] care we for [Bb] that sound?
[Ebm] A [Bb] little is after us, [B] thank God.
[Bb] We're homeward bound, rolling [Gb] down to [Ebm] Old Maui.
Me boys [F] rolling down to Old Maui.
We're [Bb] homeward bound from the Arctic grounds, rolling [Ab] down to [Bb] Old Maui.
[N] How soft the breeze through the island trees, now the ice is far astern.
Them native mates, them tropical glades is awaiting our return.
[Gb] Even now their big [Db] brown eyes look out, hoping [B] some fine day [D] to see.
[N] Our baggy sails running for [Gm] the gales, [Abm] rolling down to Old Maui.
[Db] Rolling [Gb] down to [Db] Old Maui, [Abm] me boys rolling down to [Bb] Old Maui.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic grounds, rolling down to Old Maui.
[Gb] Rolling down to [Db] Old [Abm] Maui, me boys rolling down to Old Maui.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic grounds, rolling down to [Bb] Old Maui.
[Eb]
Key:
Bb
Gb
Db
Abm
F
Bb
Gb
Db
_ _ It's a damn tough life, full of toil and strife, we whaler men undergo. _
And we won't give a damn when the gales are done, how hard the winds did blow.
For we're homeward bound from the [Db] Arctic grounds, [E] with a good ship [D] taught and free.
[N] And we won't give a damn when we drink our rum with the girls of Old Maui.
_ _ [Gb] Rolling down to Old Maui, me boys [F] rolling down to Old _ Maui.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic grounds, rolling down to Old Maui.
[Gb] Once more we sail with the [N] northerly gales, through the ice and [A] wind and rain.
Them [D] coconut fronds, them [Abm] tropical shores, we soon shall [Am] see again.
For six [Ebm] hellish months [F] we passed away on [B] the cold [Bb] Kamchatka [N] Sea.
But now we're bound from the [Bb] Arctic grounds, [Abm] rolling down [Bb] to Old Maui.
_ _ [G] [Gb] Rolling down to Old [N] Maui, me boys rolling down to Old _ Maui.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic grounds, rolling down to Old Maui.
Once more we sail with the northerly gales, towards our island home.
Our whaling done, our main must sprung, and we ain't got far to roam.
Our [Gb] stuns on bones [F] is carried away, what [B] care we for [Bb] that sound?
[Ebm] A [Bb] little _ is after us, [B] thank God.
[Bb] We're homeward bound, rolling [Gb] down to [Ebm] Old Maui.
Me boys [F] rolling down to Old Maui.
We're [Bb] homeward bound from the Arctic grounds, rolling [Ab] down to [Bb] Old _ Maui.
[N] How soft the breeze through the island trees, now the ice is far astern.
Them native mates, them tropical glades is awaiting our return.
[Gb] Even now their big [Db] brown eyes look out, hoping [B] some fine day [D] to see.
[N] _ Our baggy sails running for [Gm] the gales, [Abm] rolling down to Old Maui.
[Db] _ Rolling [Gb] down to [Db] Old Maui, [Abm] me boys rolling down to [Bb] Old Maui.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic grounds, rolling down to Old Maui.
[Gb] Rolling down to [Db] Old [Abm] Maui, me boys rolling down to Old Maui.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic grounds, rolling down to [Bb] Old _ Maui.
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
And we won't give a damn when the gales are done, how hard the winds did blow.
For we're homeward bound from the [Db] Arctic grounds, [E] with a good ship [D] taught and free.
[N] And we won't give a damn when we drink our rum with the girls of Old Maui.
_ _ [Gb] Rolling down to Old Maui, me boys [F] rolling down to Old _ Maui.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic grounds, rolling down to Old Maui.
[Gb] Once more we sail with the [N] northerly gales, through the ice and [A] wind and rain.
Them [D] coconut fronds, them [Abm] tropical shores, we soon shall [Am] see again.
For six [Ebm] hellish months [F] we passed away on [B] the cold [Bb] Kamchatka [N] Sea.
But now we're bound from the [Bb] Arctic grounds, [Abm] rolling down [Bb] to Old Maui.
_ _ [G] [Gb] Rolling down to Old [N] Maui, me boys rolling down to Old _ Maui.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic grounds, rolling down to Old Maui.
Once more we sail with the northerly gales, towards our island home.
Our whaling done, our main must sprung, and we ain't got far to roam.
Our [Gb] stuns on bones [F] is carried away, what [B] care we for [Bb] that sound?
[Ebm] A [Bb] little _ is after us, [B] thank God.
[Bb] We're homeward bound, rolling [Gb] down to [Ebm] Old Maui.
Me boys [F] rolling down to Old Maui.
We're [Bb] homeward bound from the Arctic grounds, rolling [Ab] down to [Bb] Old _ Maui.
[N] How soft the breeze through the island trees, now the ice is far astern.
Them native mates, them tropical glades is awaiting our return.
[Gb] Even now their big [Db] brown eyes look out, hoping [B] some fine day [D] to see.
[N] _ Our baggy sails running for [Gm] the gales, [Abm] rolling down to Old Maui.
[Db] _ Rolling [Gb] down to [Db] Old Maui, [Abm] me boys rolling down to [Bb] Old Maui.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic grounds, rolling down to Old Maui.
[Gb] Rolling down to [Db] Old [Abm] Maui, me boys rolling down to Old Maui.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic grounds, rolling down to [Bb] Old _ Maui.
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _