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its even harder to describe how bright the stars at night and how fresh the cool morning air when you are in the middle of the ocean...
the hardest thing is to describe how close you are to death and how god could took your life at any time...
come to sea and see for yourself...

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Showing posts with label olden days. Show all posts
Showing posts with label olden days. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

"and why ship is called she..??"

entri pemalas...ku xde idea...



now who said there is no women onboard...??..the ship itself is a women...hahaha


-come to sea and see for yourself-

Saturday, September 12, 2009

sea shanties of the olden days - Rolling Down to Old Maui





It's a damn tough life full of toil and strife
We whalermen undergo.
And we don't give a damn when the day is done
How hard the winds did blow.
For we're homeward bound from the Arctic ground
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 ground
Rolling down to Old Maui.

Once more we sail with a northerly gale
Through the ice and wind and rain.
Them native maids, them tropical glades,
We soon shall see again.
Six hellish months have passed away
On the cold Kamchatka Sea,
But now we're bound from the Arctic ground
Rolling down to Old Maui.


Once more we sail with a northerly gale
Towards our island home.
Our mainmast sprung, our whaling done,
And we ain't go far to roam.
Our stuns'l boom is carried away
What care we for that sound?
A living gale is after us,
Thank God we're homeward bound.



How soft the breeze through the island trees,
Now the ice is far astern.
Them native maids, them tropical glades
Is a-waiting our return.
Even now their soft brown eyes look out
Hoping some fine day to see
Our baggy sails runnin' 'fore the gales
Rolling down to old Maui.




-come to sea and see for yourself-


sea shanties of the olden days - South Australia







In South Australia I was born
Heave away. Haul away!
South Australia round Cape Horn
And we're bound for South Australia 
Haul away you rolling king
Heave away! Haul away!
All the way you'll hear me sing
And we're bound for South Australia

As I walked out one morning fair
Heave away! Haul away!
It's there I met Miss Nancy Blair
And we're bound for South Australia
There ain't but one thing that grieves my mind
Heave away! Haul away!
It's to leave Miss Nancy Blair behind
And we're bound for South Australia
I run her all night I run her all day
Heave away! Haul away!
Run her before we sailed away
And we're bound for South Australia
I shook her up I shook her down
Heave away! Haul away!
I shook her round and round and round
And we're bound for South Australia
And as you wollop round Cape Horn
Heave away! Haul away!
You'll wish that you had never been born
And we're bound for South Australia
I wish I was on Australia's strand
Heave away! Haul away!
With a bottle of whiskey in my hand
And we're bound for South Australia
In South Australia my native land
Heave away! Haul away!
Full of rocks, and fleas, and thieves, and sand
And we're bound for South Australia


-come to sea and see for yourself-