John’s Gone to Hilo

Oh, Johnny’s gone, what shall I do?
A-way you Hilo!
Oh, Johnny’s gone, an’ I’ll go too.
John’s gone to Hilo!

Oh, Johnny’s gone to Liverpool,
To Liverpool, that Yankee school.

Those Yankee sailors ye’ll see there,
With red top-boots an’ short-cut hair.

Oh, Johnny’s gone to far Quebec,
A-stowin’ timber on the deck.

Oh, Johnny’s gone to Baltimore,
To dance upon that sanded floor.

Oh, Johnny’s gone to Mobile Bay,
A-screwin’ cotton all the way.

Oh, Johnny’s gone to Pernambuck,
He’s gone to get a nip an’ fuck.

Oh, Johnny’s gone to Rio Grand,
He’s rollin’ in the yeller sand.

Oh, Johnny’s gone to Callio,
Those Spanish gals he’ll see I know.

Oh, Johnny’s gone to Frisco Bay,
In a Cape Horner the other day.

Oh, Johnny’s gone to Singapore,
Oh, Johnny’s gone for evermore.

Oh, Johnny’s gone for evermore.
I’ll never se me John no more.

Take one more pull, lads, an’ then belay,
Ooh, one more pull an’ then belay.