Johnny Come Down to Hilo. This version of the chantey takes a look back home at the girl left behind (which reminds me of this alternate reading of a verse from the chantey South Australia: "Well, there's just but one thing grieves my mind, to leave Miss Nancy Blair's "behind.")
Johnny Come Down to Hilo
We're running away around the Cape,
Some for debt and some for rape.
Johnny come down to Hilo, poor old man.
Chorus:Oh, wake 'er, oh, shake 'er,
Wake that gal with the blue dress on.
Johnny come down to Hilo, poor old man.I once had a gal, her hair was red,
'Twas curly all over except on her head.
Johnny come down to Hilo, poor old man.
Her eyes was blue, her dress the same,
But she always fell asleep before I came.
Johnny come down to Hilo, poor old man.
Now, a dollar goes from hand to hand;
My gal goes from man to man.
Johnny come down to Hilo, poor old man.
I tied my gal in a gunny sack,
She'll be true to me 'til I get back.
Johnny come down to Hilo, poor old man.
She's a Downeast gal with a Downeast style,
For a dollar a time it's all worthwhile.
Johnny come down to Hilo, poor old man.
Them Hilo gals all dress so fine,
They ain't got Jesus on their mind.
Johnny come down to Hilo, poor old man.
