John Kanakanaka

I heard, I heard, the old man say
John Kanaka-naka tu-rye-ay!
Today, today’s a holiday

John Kanaka-naka tu-rye-ay!

 

Tu-rye-ay, Woah! Tu-rye-ay!

John Kanaka-naka tu-rye-ay!

We'll work tomorrow, but not today

John Kanaka-naka tu-rye-ay!
We'll work tomorrow, but not today

John Kanaka-naka tu-rye-ay!

 

Tu-rye-ay, Woah! Tu-rye-ay!

John Kanaka-naka tu-rye-ay!

We're bound away for 'Frisco Bay,

John Kanaka-naka tu-rye-ay!
We're bound away at the break of day.

John Kanaka-naka tu-rye-ay!

Tu-rye-ay, Woah! Tu-rye-ay!

John Kanaka-naka tu-rye-ay!
 

We're bound away around Cape Horn,

John Kanaka-naka tu-rye-ay!
We wish to Christ we'd never been born!

John Kanaka-naka tu-rye-ay!
 

Tu-rye-ay, Oh! Tu-rye-ay!

John Kanaka-naka tu-rye-ay!

Oh haul away, oh haul away,

John Kanaka-naka tu-rye-ay!

Oh haul away and earn your pay
John Kanaka-naka tu-rye-ay!
 

Tu-rye-ay, Oh! Tu-rye-ay!

John Kanaka-naka tu-rye-ay!
 

We’re Liverpool boys born and bred

John Kanaka-naka tu-rye-ay!

Strong in the arm but thick in the ‘ead

John Kanaka-naka tu-rye-ay!

 

Tu-rye-ay, Oh! Tu-rye-ay!

John Kanaka-naka tu-rye-ay!