Chords for The Revels - Rolling Down To Old Maui
Tempo:
56.35 bpm
Chords used:
A
E
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
It's a damn tough life, full of toil and strife, we whalermen undergo.
And we don't give a damn when the gale is done, how hard the winds do blow.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic around, with a good ship taut and free.
And we don't give a damn when we drink our rum with the girls of Old Maui.
Rolling down to Old Maui, me boys, rolling down to Old Maui.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic around, rolling down to Old Maui.
Once more we sail with the northerly gale, through the ice and wind and rain.
Them coconut fronds, them tropical lands, we soon shall see again.
Six hellish months have passed away on the cold Kamchatka Sea.
But now we're bound from the Arctic around, rolling down to Old Maui.
Rolling down to Old Maui, me boys, rolling [N] down to Old Maui.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic around, rolling down to Old Maui.
And now with the favorable gale towards our island horn, and we ain't got far to roam.
Our stones will bones got carried away, what care we for that sound?
Our living gale is after us, thank God we're homeward bound.
Rolling down to Old Maui, me boys, rolling down to Old Maui.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic around, rolling down to Old Maui.
[A] Rolling down to [E] Old Maui, me boys, [D] rolling down to Old Maui.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic around, rolling down
And we don't give a damn when the gale is done, how hard the winds do blow.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic around, with a good ship taut and free.
And we don't give a damn when we drink our rum with the girls of Old Maui.
Rolling down to Old Maui, me boys, rolling down to Old Maui.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic around, rolling down to Old Maui.
Once more we sail with the northerly gale, through the ice and wind and rain.
Them coconut fronds, them tropical lands, we soon shall see again.
Six hellish months have passed away on the cold Kamchatka Sea.
But now we're bound from the Arctic around, rolling down to Old Maui.
Rolling down to Old Maui, me boys, rolling [N] down to Old Maui.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic around, rolling down to Old Maui.
And now with the favorable gale towards our island horn, and we ain't got far to roam.
Our stones will bones got carried away, what care we for that sound?
Our living gale is after us, thank God we're homeward bound.
Rolling down to Old Maui, me boys, rolling down to Old Maui.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic around, rolling down to Old Maui.
[A] Rolling down to [E] Old Maui, me boys, [D] rolling down to Old Maui.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic around, rolling down
Key:
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D
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It's a damn tough life, full of toil and strife, we whalermen undergo.
And we don't give a damn when the gale is done, how hard the winds do blow.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic around, with a good ship taut and free.
And we don't give a damn when we drink our rum with the girls of Old Maui.
Rolling down to Old Maui, me boys, rolling down to Old Maui.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic around, rolling down to Old Maui.
Once more we sail with the northerly gale, through the ice and wind and rain.
Them coconut fronds, them tropical lands, we soon shall see again.
Six hellish months have passed away on the cold Kamchatka Sea.
But now we're bound from the Arctic around, rolling down to Old Maui.
Rolling down to Old Maui, me boys, rolling [N] down to Old Maui.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic around, rolling down to Old Maui.
And now with the favorable gale towards our island horn, _ _ _ and we ain't got far to roam.
Our stones will bones got carried away, what care we for that sound?
Our living gale is after us, thank God we're homeward bound.
Rolling down to Old Maui, me boys, rolling down to Old Maui.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic around, rolling down to Old Maui.
[A] Rolling down to [E] Old Maui, me boys, [D] rolling down to Old Maui.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic around, rolling down
And we don't give a damn when the gale is done, how hard the winds do blow.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic around, with a good ship taut and free.
And we don't give a damn when we drink our rum with the girls of Old Maui.
Rolling down to Old Maui, me boys, rolling down to Old Maui.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic around, rolling down to Old Maui.
Once more we sail with the northerly gale, through the ice and wind and rain.
Them coconut fronds, them tropical lands, we soon shall see again.
Six hellish months have passed away on the cold Kamchatka Sea.
But now we're bound from the Arctic around, rolling down to Old Maui.
Rolling down to Old Maui, me boys, rolling [N] down to Old Maui.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic around, rolling down to Old Maui.
And now with the favorable gale towards our island horn, _ _ _ and we ain't got far to roam.
Our stones will bones got carried away, what care we for that sound?
Our living gale is after us, thank God we're homeward bound.
Rolling down to Old Maui, me boys, rolling down to Old Maui.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic around, rolling down to Old Maui.
[A] Rolling down to [E] Old Maui, me boys, [D] rolling down to Old Maui.
We're homeward bound from the Arctic around, rolling down