As I was rollin' down the strand

Hoo-dah, hoo-dah,

I met two fairies hand in hand

Hoc-dah, hoo-dah, day!

Chorus:

Now, boys blow! To Califomia go

There's plenty of gold, so I've been told

On the banks of the Sacramento.

I chose the one with the curly links,

She let me chase her o'er the rocks

I chased her high, I chased her low

I fell down and broke me toe.

Off to the doctor I did go

And I showed him my big toe.

In come the doctor with a big bloomin' lance

"Now, young sailor, I'll make you dance!"

In came the nurse with a mustard poultice

Banged it on, but I took no notice.

Now I'm well and free from pain

I'll never court flash gals again.