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In 1803 we sailed out to sea |
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Out from the sweet town of Derry. |
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For Australia bound if we didn't all drown |
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And the marks of our feckles we carried |
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In the rusty iron chains we cried for our wanes |
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Our good women we left there in sorrow |
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As the main sails unfurled, our curses we hurled |
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At the English and the thoughts of tomorrow |
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At the mouth of the Foyle, bid farwell to the soil |
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As down below decks we were lying. |
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O'Docherty's scream woke him out of a dream |
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By a vision of bold Robert dying. |
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The sun burned cruel and we dished out the gruel |
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Dan O'Connor was down with the fever |
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Sixty rebels today bound for botany bay |
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How many would reach there this evening? |
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Oh....oh, I wish I was back home in Derry. |
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Oh....oh, I wish I was back home in Derry. |
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I cursed them to hell, as our bow fought the swell |
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Our ship danced like a moth in the firelight |
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Wild horses rode high as the devil passed by |
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Taking souls into Hades by twilight |
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Five weeks out to sea we were now 43 |
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We buried our comrades each morning |
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And in our own slime, we were lost in the time |
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Endless night without dawning |
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Van diemens land is a hell for a man |
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To end out his whole life in slavery |
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Where the climate is raw and the gun makes the law |
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Neither wind nor rain care for bravery |
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Twenty years have gone by and I've ended my bond |
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My comrades' ghosts walk behind me |
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A rebel I came and I'm still the same |
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On a cold winters night you will find me. |