Listen for a moment lads and hear me tell my tale
How o'er the sea from England's shore I was condemned to sail
The jury found he guilty sir and the hanging judge says he
For life Jim Jones I'm sending you across the stormy sea
And take my tip before you ship to join the iron gang
Dont be too gay at Botany Bay or else you'll surely hang
Or else you'll surely hang says he and after that Jim Jones
High up upon the gallows tree the crows will pick your bones
Have no chance for mischief there remember what I say
They'll flog the poaching out of you
out there at Botany Bay
The waves were high upon the sea the wind blew up in gales
I'd rather have drowned in misery than come to New South Wales
The winds blew high upon the sea and the pirates came along
But the soldiers on our convict ship were full five hundred strong
They opened fire and somehow drove that pirate ship away
I'd rather joined that pirate ship than come to Botany Bay
And one night that when everything is silent in this town
I'll kill the best one by one and shoot the floggers down
I'll give them all a little shock remember what I say
They'll yet regret they sent Jim Jones in chains to Botany Bay
For day and night the irons clang and like poor galley slaves
We toil and toil and when we die must fill dishonoured graves
But bye and bye I'll break my chains into the bush I'll go
...when I get to music tone.

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