Songtext von Hamborger Veermaster

Ick heff mol en Hamborger Veermaster sehn - To my hoodah, to my hoodah De masten so scheev as den Schipper sien been - To my hoodah, hoodah ho Blow, boys blow, for Californio There is plenty of gold So I am told On the banks of Sacramento Dat Deck weer vun Isen, vull Schiet un vull Smeer - To my hoodah, to my hoodah Dat weer de Schietgäng ehr schönstes Pläseer - To my hoodah, hoodah ho Blow, boys blow, for Californio There is plenty of gold So I am told On the banks of Sacramento Dat Logis weer vull Wanzen, de Kombüs weer vull Dreck - To my hoodah, to my hoodah De Beschüten, de löpen von sülven al weg - To my hoodah, hoodah ho Blow, boys blow, for Californio There is plenty of gold So I am told On the banks of Sacramento Dat Soltfleesch weer gröön un de Speck weer vull Maden - To my hoodah, to my hoodah Kööm geev dat blots an Wiehnachtsavend - To my hoodah, hoodah ho Blow, boys blow, for Californio There is plenty of gold So I am told On the banks of Sacramento Un wull'n wi mol seil'n, ik segg dat ja nur - To my hoodah, to my hoodah Denn lööp he dree vörut un veer wedder retour - To my hoodah, hoodah ho Blow, boys blow, for Californio There is plenty of gold So I am told On the banks of Sacramento As dat Schipp so weer ok de Kaptein - To my hoodah, to my hoodah De Lüüd för dat Schipp würrn ok blots schanghaied - To my hoodah, hoodah ho Blow, boys blow, for Californio There is plenty of gold So I am told On the banks of Sacramento