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Ick heff mol in Hamborg een Veermaster seen,
To my hoodah, to my hoodah!
De Masten so scheep as den Schipper sien Been,
To my hoodah, hoodah ho!
Blow boys blow for Californio,
There is plenty of gold so I've been told
On the banks of Sacramento.

Dat Deck weer von Isen, voll Schiet und voll Schmeer,
To my hoodah, to my hoodah!
Da was ok de Schietgang dat schönste Pläseer,
To my hoodah, hoodah ho!
Blow boys blow for Californio,
There is plenty of gold so I've been told
On the banks of Sacramento.

Dat Logis weer voll Wanzen, de Kombüs weer vull Dreck,
To my hoodah, to my hoodah!
De Beschüten, de leupen von sülven all weg,
To my hoodah, hoodah ho!
Blow boys blow for Californio,
There is plenty of gold so I've been told
On the banks of Sacramento.

Dat Soltfleesch weer gröön, un de Speck weer vull Moden,
To my hoodah, to my hoodah!
Köm gäv dat bloß an Wiehnachtsobend,
To my hoodah, hoodah ho!
Blow boys blow for Californio,
There is plenty of gold so I've been told
On the banks of Sacramento.

Un wulln wi mol seiln, ick segg dat jo nur,
To my hoodah, to my hoodah!
Dann leup he dree vörut und veer all retur,
To my hoodah, hoodah ho!
Blow boys blow for Californio,
There is plenty of gold so I've been told
On the banks of Sacramento.