by Cicely Fox Smith (1882 - 1954)

Back to Hilo
Language: English 
There's a dark an' dirty wine-shop on a waterfront I know,
An' a cross-eyed Dago keeps it or he kep' it years ago
Where the sailormen an' greasers sit them down to dice and dine
An' I wish I was back again in Hilo... Hilo
Drinkin' old Jacinto's wine!

There's the blessed Andes standin' up behind it like a wall,
An' there's dust, an' stinks, an' insecks, an' there ain't much else at all,
An' them sulky Dago wenches, They was never much my line
But I wish I was back again in Hilo... Hilo
Drinkin' old Jacinto's wine.

For my mind it keeps on turn-in'  An' I ask you, ain't it queer,
When the stuff we used to get there warn't a blooming patch on beer?
To that dirty dago's wine-shop  An' them old-time pals o' mine,
But I wish I was back again in Hilo... Hilo
Drinkin' old Jacinto's wine.

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Researcher for this text: Thomas Dymit

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Last modified: 2014-08-02 10:53:29
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