I thought I heard the old man say
John Kanaka-naka Turi-ay
Today today is a sailing day
John Kanaka-naka Turi-ay
Turi-ay Oh Turi-ay
John Kanaka-naka Turi-ay
Turi-ay Oh Turi-ay
John Kanaka-naka Turi-ay
We’ll work tomorrow but not today
Today today is a holiday
We’re bound away for Frisco Bay
We’re bound away at the break of day
We’re bound away round Cape Horn
We wish to Christ we’d never been born
We’re an Aussie ship with an Aussie crew
And we’re the boys to push her through
We’re a hardened ship with a hardened mate
If you stop to walk he’ll change your gait
Oh haul oh haul, oh haul away
Oh haul away and earn your pay
I thought I heard the bosun say
Just one more pull and then belay