Lirik Lagu Rolling Down To Old Maui - Stan Rogers
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- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
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Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
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- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
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- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
It's a damn tough life, full of toil and strife, we whalermen 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 Arctic grounds with a good ship taught and free,And we won't give a damn when we drink our rum with the girls from old Maui.
CHORUS:
Rolling down to old 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 through the ice andwind and rain, Them coconut fronds, them tropical shores, we soon shall see again;Six hellish months we've passed away on the cold Kamchatka sea,But now we're bound from the Arctic grounds, rolling down to old Maui.
Rolling down to old 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 mainmast sprung, and we ain't got far to roam;Our stuns'l's bones is carried away, what care we for that sound,A 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 grounds, rolling down to old Maui.
How soft the breeze through the island trees, now the ice is far astern,Them native maids, them tropical glades, is awaiting our return;Even now their big brown eyes look out, hoping some fine day to see,Our baggy sails, running 'fore the gales, rolling down to old Maui.
Rolling down to old Maui, me boys, rolling down to old Maui,We're homeward bound from the Arctic grounds, rolling down to old Maui.
CHORUS:
Rolling down to old 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 through the ice andwind and rain, Them coconut fronds, them tropical shores, we soon shall see again;Six hellish months we've passed away on the cold Kamchatka sea,But now we're bound from the Arctic grounds, rolling down to old Maui.
Rolling down to old 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 mainmast sprung, and we ain't got far to roam;Our stuns'l's bones is carried away, what care we for that sound,A 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 grounds, rolling down to old Maui.
How soft the breeze through the island trees, now the ice is far astern,Them native maids, them tropical glades, is awaiting our return;Even now their big brown eyes look out, hoping some fine day to see,Our baggy sails, running 'fore the gales, rolling down to old Maui.
Rolling down to old Maui, me boys, rolling down to old Maui,We're homeward bound from the Arctic grounds, rolling down to old Maui.
