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[00:19.62]In 1803 we sailed out to sea
[00:23.17]Out from the sweet town of Derry.
[00:26.77]For Australia bound if we didn't all drown
[00:30.41]And the marks of our feckles we carried
[00:34.18]In the rusty iron chains we cried for our wanes
[00:37.73]Our good women we left there in sorrow
[00:41.71]As the main sails unfurled, our curses we hurled
[00:45.30]At the English and the thoughts of tomorrow
[00:49.27]At the mouth of the Foyle, bid farwell to the soil
[00:54.46]As down below decks we were lying.
[00:59.00]O'Docherty's scream woke him out of a dream
[01:02.18]By a vision of bold Robert dying.
[01:06.57]The sun burned cruel and we dished out the gruel
[01:09.91]Dan O'Connor was down with the fever
[01:13.84]Sixty rebels today bound for botany bay
[01:17.43]How many would reach there this evening?
[03:18.33][03:02.48][02:12.84][01:23.50]Oh....oh, I wish I was back home in Derry.
[03:25.74][03:10.06][02:20.41][01:31.23]Oh....oh, I wish I was back home in Derry.
[01:41.29]I cursed them to hell, as our bow fought the swell
[01:44.21]Our ship danced like a moth in the firelight
[01:48.35]Wild horses rode high as the devil passed by
[01:51.73]Taking souls into Hades by twilight
[01:55.86]Five weeks out to sea we were now 43
[01:59.40]We buried our comrades each morning
[02:03.49]And in our own slime, we were lost in the time
[02:06.92]Endless night without dawning
[02:30.58]Van diemens land is a hell for a man
[02:33.54]To end out his whole life in slavery
[02:37.78]Where the climate is raw and the gun makes the law
[02:41.41]Neither wind nor rain care for bravery
[02:45.35]Twenty years have gone by and I've ended my bond
[02:48.94]My comrades' ghosts walk behind me
[02:52.87]A rebel I came and I'm still the same
[02:56.56]On a cold winters night you will find me.