Yeah, most of them are popular songs from the golden age of sailing and that's what sailors sung about, probably because back in the days the one who wrote songs wanted to narrate a story which touched the souls of those bully sea dogs who were his crewmates.
I love listening to a Stan Rogers tune, thinking about how pristine and perfect it sounds, and getting to the end of the song and hearing clapping: realizing that it was a live performance. Incredible.
I genuinely have a theory that we weren’t supposed to move so far inland, I mean if you look historically you’ll notice that humanity was confined to the coasts for 99% of our existence, and only with the invention of fire did we ever start really moving inland, of course following the rivers (fire makes freshwater fish edible). Anyway I live in the desert and same story here!
Your comment reminded me of this song about never seeing an ocean. ru-vid.com/video/%D0%B2%D0%B8%D0%B4%D0%B5%D0%BE-v5lqwI9VT2Y.html&ab_channel=Puscifer-Topic
Tragic. Stan Rogers died when I was only 6 years old and I never knew. How awesome it would have been to meet him and hear him sing IRL. The world lost him way to soon. Rest in peace Stan Rogers.
Stan died a hero; many survivors of that flight described being helped out of the plane by a "tall bald man with a beard", which can only describe none other than Stan Rogers. (For those who don't know, on his way home from a folk festival the Air Canada DC-9 he flew on caught fire and landed on the runway in Cincinnati while still ablaze.)
I saw Stan Rogers three times live at the Groaning Board in Toronto. Fabulous experience. The great tragedy of losing him so early because a smoker put a cigarette butt in the washroom trash of an airplane still stays with me.
After driving from Regina, SK in February to move to Victoria, BC, I boarded the Ferry, went up to an outdoor deck and set my Spotify liked songs on shuffle and popped my earbuds in. Watching the white foam rushing under me as I left the prairie winter behind for the island, this song came on. I felt the spirit of this song in my very soul that night
once in Maui wandering through the Maritime Museum, there was THIS SONG and Stan's voice out of the blue maybe it was 6 years after he passed….now i have encountered his music in many Maritime Museums and still it surprises me, and sometimes it makes me cry.
Seeing Stan feels like seeing an old friend. It's strange feeling so familiar with a stranger, but his music does that. 'Makes him feel like an old friend you were missing.
Jennifer Bethune i gotta say i would not and did not...when she was little i took the time to explain to her the historical context and that she should not use some of the words outside the house and it seemed to work...hope that helps
Dont be that overprotective parent. If your child love those songs, then it should know that its a hard world we live in. Besides the song itself gives you that vibe.
i served aboard canada's ice breaker CCGS Louis S. St-Laurent...and stan was the soul and the minstrel of our ship...even tho he set foot aboard. His music kept us at it many times when we wanted to give up. god bless him.
Was searching for an old Blue Nose song we sang in school and I came across this Legend of a man. A Canadian icon i dont know why we were never taught about him in school ! He makes me proud to be a Canadian
It's a damn tough life, full of toil and strife, we whalermen undergo, And we don’t give a damn when the gale is done how hard the winds did blow, ‘Cause we're homeward bound from the Arctic grounds with a good ship taught and free, And we won't give a damn when we drink our rum with the girls from old Maui. Rolling down to old Maui, me boys, rolling down to old Maui, We're homeward bound from the Arctic grounds, rolling down to old Maui. Once more we sail with the northerly gales through the ice and Wind and rain, Them coconut fronds, them tropical lands, we soon shall see again; Six hellish months we've passed away on the cold Kamchatka sea, But now we're bound from the Arctic grounds, rolling down to old Maui. Rolling down to old Maui, me boys, rolling down to old Maui, We're homeward bound from the Arctic grounds, rolling down to old Maui. Once more we sail with the Northerly gales, towards our island home, our mainmast sprung, our whaling done, and we ain't got far to roam; Our stuns'l's bones is carried away, what care we for that sound, A living gale is after us, thank God we're homeward bound. Rolling down to old Maui, me boys, rolling down to old Maui, We're homeward bound from the Arctic grounds, rolling down to old Maui. How soft the breeze through the island trees, now the ice is far astern, Them native maids, them tropical glades, is awaiting our return; Even now their big brown eyes look out, hoping some fine day to see, Our baggy sails, running 'fore the gales, rolling down to old Maui. Rolling down to old Maui, me boys, rolling down to old Maui, We're homeward bound from the Arctic grounds, rolling down to old Maui.
Just being pedantic, but it's a "stun'sl boom." Stun'sl booms are extra sails deployed to the port and starboard of a ship to greatly increase the surface area of the main-mast.
Well, I am an old folkie and my greatest regret is that I had never seen Stan live. This song is great. Our daughter has performed locally (and beyond) in a Celtic band. Her group did this (among many others) at my 65th! Brought tears to my eyes!
I'm sitting in Honolulu reading Hawaii by James Michener. Made me think of this song, and it gives me shivers to hear it now. It's incredible our Maritimers sailed so far and made a new home in the Pacific.
@@Jamesmartens55 I absolutely agree. What a banger of a song that one is. You must listen to Unleash the Archers perform their cover of it. It is one of my favorites! If you do nothing else today...
I'm almost embarrassed to say how I discovered Stan Rogers (it was at the Canada pavilion at Disney's Epcot.) The Blue Nose song is part of the film shown there and it haunted me for decades! With the advent of RU-vid I was finally able to connect the song and the artist. Marvelous stuff!
Don't be. I'd never heard of him until I went to a Renaissance Festival in Texas many years ago, and heard a minstrel sing "The Witch of the West Merlands". She announced it as a Stan Rogers song. I came home and found him on UTube and have been totally hooked ever since.
thomas Hoban You are quite correct. But the lady mentioned it as a Stan Rogers song which caused me to look him up, so I'm glad she made the mistake. :)
Thank you for posting. I have tears in my eyes as I haven't heard this in so long. This is the tune that turned me on to Stan many New year's eves ago. Partying away, this guy says listen to this. For the first time in my life I was utterly speechless. I made him play it 3 more times and thus began an odyssey of discovering this treasure's music.
Thank you ! I had a lot of pleasure listening to this, and to "Harris and the Mare". My own tapes of Stan Rogers were lost thirteen years ago or so. I still sing his songs, and taught them to my kids, but now they can hear him.
Excellent song. Stan had such a powerful voice, yet so controlled, A talent that's very rare in the music industry these days. However newfiefiddler does a pretty good cover of this song.
This has to be in every chanteyman's seachest for sure. Stan did one best versions of this song I've ever heard and my favorite. Thanks for putting this up !
I'm listening to this after a rough week of winter weather (130 car pile-up over the weekend due to whiteout conditions) and I can feel summer's warmth
@@Tymthelionking Yeah, I know. My point was that they should know this is not "the" "traditional" song (nor Stan Rogers' song), but a specific construction of the author Stan Hugill. I think that most commenters believe this is either a work of Rogers OR some timeless song that was sung this way forever, whereas it was Hugill that put a specific set of words together with a specific tune and spread that composition to "folk singers" like Rogers. I am singing an 1859 version here: ru-vid.com/video/%D0%B2%D0%B8%D0%B4%D0%B5%D0%BE--K29Mf5NdSM.html ... but no one likes it because it doesn't say "damn" every second or sound like a 20th century Navy guy who got off at Honolulu and wants to go out to bars, lol.
Man sailing sure has changed lol. When I left the USN 10 years ago, they were serving chicken fried steak and gravy on the mess decks which had a flat-screen and a Xbox and or PlayStation port at the end of each long table hahahaha.
@McGrenzer thanks for the comments, i have been combing thru my stan rogers tunes and been adding ones that were not on youtube. make sure to check out "Harris and the Mare". i just added it yesterday. :)
When there’s nothing left but the fire in my chest and the air that fills my lungs I’ll hold my tears and trade my years for a glimpse at kingdom come On the other side of misery there’s a world we long to see The strife we share will take us there to relief and sovereignty
Mrhellslayerz I guess after mothns of listening to it, you can get bored. So what do you have to listen, besides pop, when you can't listen to this anymore?
I've heard many recordings of this song, but none compare to Stan Rogers.
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It's a damn tough life full of toil and strife We whalermen undergo. And we don't give a damn when the day is done How hard the winds did blow. 'cause we're homeward bound from the Arctic ground With a good ship, taut and free And we don't give a damn when we drink our rum With the girls of Old Maui. (chorus) Rolling down to Old Maui, me boys Rolling down to Old Maui We're homeward bound from the Arctic ground Rolling down to Old Maui. Once more we sail with a northerly gale Towards our island home. Our mainmast sprung, our whaling done, And we ain't got far to roam. Six hellish months have passed away On the cold Kamchatka Sea, But now we're bound from the Arctic ground Rolling down to Old Maui. chorus Once more we sail with a northerly gale Through the ice and wind and rain. Them coconut fronds, them tropical lands We soon shall see again. Our stu'n's'l bones/booms is carried away What care we for that sound? A living gale is after us, Thank God we're homeward bound. chorus How soft the breeze through the island trees, Now the ice is far astern. Them native maids, them tropical glades Is a-waiting our return. Even now their big brown eyes look out Hoping some fine day to see Our baggy sails runnin' 'fore the gales Rolling down to old Maui. chorus (The following verse is seen in some collections and performances of the song, but is not universal:) And now we're anchored in the bay With the Kanakas all around With chants and soft aloha oes They greet us homeward bound. And now ashore we'll have good fun We'll paint them beaches red Awaking in the arms of a wahine With a big fat aching head. chorus
This is not Stan Roger's version ( This is from wikipedia ) . This is from Metro Lyrics, and I am pretty sure is much more accurate : It's a damn tough life, full of toil and strife, we whalermen undergo, And we won't give a damn when the gale is done how hard the winds did blow, 'caus we're homeward bound from the Arctic grounds with a good ship taught and free, And we won't give a damn when we drink our rum with the girls from old Maui. CHORUS: Rolling down to old Maui, me boys, rolling down to old Maui, We're homeward bound from the Arctic ground, rolling down to old Maui. Once more we sail with the northerly gales through the ice and wind and rain, Them coconut fronds, them tropical lands, we soon shall see again; Six hellish months we've passed away on the cold Kamchatka sea, But now we're bound from the Arctic ground, rolling down to old Maui. (chorus) Once more we sail with the Northerly gales, towards our island home, Our mainmast sprung, our whaling done, and we ain't got far to roam; Our stuns'l's bones is carried away, what care we for that sound, A living gale is after us, thank God we're homeward bound. (chorus) How soft the breeze through the island trees, now the ice is far astern, Them native maids, them tropical glades, is awaiting our return; Even now their big brown eyes look out, hoping some fine day to see, Our baggy sails, running 'fore the gales, rolling down to old Maui.
This is a very old song, and the "folk process" has likely changed a lyric here or there over the years. Many performers - Pete Seeger was a great example - alter songs. They add verses, change genders (He's so fine, she's so fine), change lyrics, etc. I've heard many versions of "How Can I Keep From Singing?" So there really is no "accurate" version. This is the version Stan chose to perform.
I already knew that I am synesthetic. But no song before this one, had created such a profound effect. The tragedy is that as I write this, I can't remember what that experience was, and so can't report it with any substance.
In first months of the pandemic I sang this for my college history students because I thought getting a recording of their stuffy prof singing would be more memorable and more human than a recorded voice-over-powerpoint. Not a well as Stan sang it, though. :)
