Ick heff mol en Hamborger Veermaster sehn,
And a hooday, and a hooday!
De Mast wär so scheev as den Schipper sien Been,
And a hooday, hooday, ho!
Blow, boys, blow for Californio,
There's plenty of gold, so I am told,
On the banks of Sacramento.
Blow, boys, blow for Californio,
There is plenty of gold, so I am told,
On the banks of Sacramento.
Dat Deck weer vull Dreck, vull Schiet un vull Smeer,
And a hooday, and a hooday!
"Rein Schipp" weer dem Käpt'n sin grötste Pläsier,
And a hooday, hooday, ho!
Blow, boys, blow for Californio,
There is plenty of gold, so I am told,
On the banks of Sacramento.
Blow, boys, blow for Californio,
There is plenty of gold, so I am told,
On the banks of Sacramento.
De Planken wern morsch und dat Isen full Rost,
And a hooday, and a hooday!
Und Kööm ward gar nix, weil dat was kost,
And a hooday, hooday, ho!
Blow, boys, blow for Californio,
There is plenty of gold, so I am told,
On the banks of Sacramento.
Blow, boys, blow for Californio,
There is plenty of gold, so I am told,
On the banks of Sacramento.
Blow, boys, blow for Californio,
There is plenty of gold, so I am told,
On the banks of Sacramento.