Hamborger Veermaster

Ick heff mol een Hamborger Veermaster sehn,

To my hoo day, to my hoo day

De Masten so scheep as den Schipper sien Been,

To my hoo day, hoo day, ho - ho - ho - 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 Logis weer vull Wanzen, de Kombüs weur vull Dreck,

To my hoo day, to my hoo day

De Beschüten, de leupen von sülven all weg.

To my hoo day, hoo day, ho - ho - ho - ho!

Blow, boys, blow for Californio

There is plenty of gold so I am told,

On the banks of Sacramento.

To my hoo-dah, to my hoo-dah!

De Lüd for dat Schipp weern ok blots schanghait.

To my hoo day, hoo day, ho - ho - ho - 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.

On the banks of Sacramento.