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Song: Land Ho !
Hurray, we’re bound to Rio !
Where the gals are shy-o, 'til the night has come.
Hurray, fifteen miles to Rio !

Course is right, lights are shining bright,
course is right, is there land in sight ?

Land ho, Land ho, Land ho, Land ho !

Bullies, we go to Frisco Bay !
Where the gals hurray, here comes the five month’s pay.
Land ho, Land ho !

Course is right, lights are shining bright,
course is right, is there land in sight ?
Kurs liegt an, rette sich wer kann,
Kurs liegt an, sailing is no fun.

Hurray, we’re bound to Boston !
Where you can get lost then, down on Congress Street.
Hurray, fifteen miles to Boston !

Kurs liegt an, rette sich wer kann,
Kurs liegt an, die Brandung naht heran,
Kurs liegt an, rette sich wer kann,
Kurs liegt an, sailing is no fun.
Heading 341, we won´t see the sun anymore,
Heading 341, sailing is no fun anymore.


(Text & Musik: S. Winter)