Ick Hew Mol En Hamborger Veermaster Sehn - Lyrics by Traditional


Lyrics
1.
Ick hew mol en Hamborger Veermaster sehn,to my hoodah, to my hoodah.
De Masten so scheev as den Schipper sien Been,to my hoodah, hooday ho.
Blow, boys, blow for Californio!
There is plenty of gold,so I am told,on the banks of Sacramento.2.
Dat Deck weer von Isen, vull Schiet un vull Smeer,to ...dat weer de Schietg
äng eer sch
östes Plaiseer.to ... Blow ...3.
As dat Schipp, so weer ok de Kaptein,to ...de L
ü
üd f
ör dat Schipp weern ok blo
ß schanghait,to ... Blow ...(gek
ürtzt)
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