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i We're sailing down the river from Liverpool, Heave away, Santy Anno; Around Cape Horn to Frisco Bay, All on the plains of Mexico.
Chorus:
So heave her up and away we'll go, Heave away, Santy Anno; Heave her up and away we'll go, All on the plains of Mexico.
2 She's a fast clipper ship and a bully good crew, Heave away, Santy Anno;
A down-East Yankee for her captain, too, All on the plains of Mexico.
3 There's plenty gold, so I've been told, Heave away, Santy Anno;
There's plenty gold, so I've been told, Way out West to Californio.
4 Back in the days of Forty-nine, Heave away, Santy Anno;
Those are the days of the good old times, All on the plains of Mexico. |
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