Aweigh, Santy Ano

From Boston Town, we’re bound away
Heave aweigh Santy Ano
Around Cape Horn to Frisco Bay
We’re bound for Californi-o
So heave her up and away we’ll go
Heave aweigh Santy Ano
Heave her up and away we’ll go
We’re bound for Californi-o
She’s a fast clipper ship and a bully good crew
Heave aweigh Santy Ano
A down-east Yankee for her captain too
We’re bound for Californi-o
So heave her up and away we’ll go
Heave aweigh Santy Ano
Heave her up and away we’ll go
We’re bound for Californi-o
Back in the days of '49
Heave aweigh Santy Ano
Those were the days of the good old times
We’re bound for Californi-o
When I leave ship I’ll settle down
Heave aweigh Santy Ano
I’ll marry a girl named Sally Brown
We’re bound for Californi-o
So heave her up and away we’ll go
Heave aweigh Santy Ano
Heave her up and away we’ll go
We’re bound for Californi-o
There’s plenty of gold, so I’ve been told
Heave aweigh Santy Ano
Plenty of gold, so I’ve been told
Way out in Californi-o
So heave her up and away we’ll go
Heave aweigh Santy Ano
Heave her up and away we’ll go
We’re bound for Californi-o