Achim Reichel

Ick heff mol en Hamborger Veermaster sehn
– To my hooday, to my hooday
De Masten so scheev as den Schipper sien been
– To my hooday, hooday ho-o-o-o

Blow, boys blow, for Californio
There is plenty of gold
So I've been told
On the banks of Sacramento

Dat Deck weer vun Isen, vull Schiet un vull Smeer
– To my hooday, to my hooday
Dat weer de Schietgäng ehr grösstes Pläseer
– To my hooday, hooday ho-o-o-o

Blow, boys blow, for Californio
There is plenty of gold
So I've been told
On the banks of Sacramento

Dat Logis weer vull Wanzen, de Kombüs weer vull Dreck
– To my hooday, to my hooday
De Beschüten, de löpen von sülven al weg
– To my hooday, hooday ho-o-o-o

Blow, boys blow, for Californio
There is plenty of gold
So I've been told
On the banks of Sacramento

Dat Soltfleesch weer gröan un de Speck weer vull Moden
– To my hooday, to my hooday
Un Kööm geev dat blos an Wiehnachtsovend
– To my hooday, hooday ho-o-o-o

Blow, boys blow, for Californio
There is plenty of gold
So I've been told
On the banks of Sacramento

Un wull'n wi mol seil'n, ik segg dat jo nur
– To my hooday, to my hooday
Denn lööp he dree vörut un veer wedder retour
– To my hooday, hooday ho-o-o-o

Blow, boys blow, for Californio
There is plenty of gold
So I've been told
On the banks of Sacramento

As dat Schipp so weer ök de Kaptein
– To my hooday, to my hooday
De Lüüd för dat Schipp würrn ok blots schanghaied
– To my hooday, hooday ho-o-o-o

Blow, boys blow, for Californio
There is plenty of gold
So I've been told
On the banks of Sacramento