Sacramento

Oh around Cape Horn we are bound for to go
   ref. To me Hoo-dah, to me Hoo-dah!
Around Cape Horn through the sleet an' the snow
   ref. To me Hoo-dah, Hoo-day, day!

Ch.
Blow, boys, blow, for Californio
There's plenty o' gold
So I've been told
On the banks of the Sacramento!

Oh, around the Horn with a main-skys'l set
Around Cape Horn an' we're all wingin' wet

Oh, around Cape Horn in the month of May
Oh, around Cape Horn is a very long way

Them Dago gals we do adore
The all drink vino an' ax for more

Them Spanish gals ain't got no combs
The comb their locks with tunny-fish bones

To the Sacramento we're bound away
To the Sacramento's a hell o' a way

We're the buckos for to make her go
All the way to the Sacramento

We're the buckos for to kick her through
Roll down the hill with a hullabaloo

Round the Horn an' up to the Rine
We're the bullies for to make her shine

Ninety days to Frisco Bay
Ninety days is damn good pay