Aweigh, Santy Ano

From Boston Town we’re bound away,
Heave aweigh, Heave aweigh! Santy Ano.
Around Cape Horn to Frisco Bay,
We’re bound for Californio.
So Heave her up and away we’ll go,
Heave aweigh, Heave aweigh! Santy Ano.
Heave her up and away we’ll go,
We’re bound for Californio.

She’s a fast clipper ship and a bully crew,
Heave aweigh, Heave aweigh! Santy Ano.
A down-east Yankee for her captain, too.
We’re bound for Californio.
So Heave her up and away we’ll go,
Heave aweigh, Heave aweigh! Santy Ano.
Heave her up and away we’ll go,
We’re bound for Californio.

Back in the days of Forty-nine,
Heave aweigh, Heave aweigh! Santy Ano.
Those were the days of the good old times,
Way out in Californio.
So Heave her up and away we’ll go,
Heave aweigh, Heave aweigh! Santy Ano.
Heave her up and away we’ll go,
We’re bound for Californio.

When I leave ship I’ll settle down
Heave aweigh, Heave aweigh! Santy Ano.
I’ll marry a girl named Sally Brown
Way out in Californio
So Heave her up and away we’ll go,
Heave aweigh, Heave aweigh! Santy Ano.
Heave her up and away we’ll go,
We’re bound for Californio.

There’s plenty of gold, so I’ve been told,
Heave aweigh, Heave aweigh! Santy Ano.
Plenty of gold so I’ve been told
Way out in Californio
So Heave her up and away we’ll go,
Heave aweigh, Heave aweigh! Santy Ano.
Heave her up and away we’ll go,
We’re bound for Californio.