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Bound for Botany Bay

Anonymous
Language: English




Farewell to old England for ever,
Farewell to my rum coes as well,
Farewell to the well-known Old Bailey
Where I used for to cut such a swell.

Singing too-ral, li-ooral, li-addity,
too-ral, li-ooral, li-ay,
too-ral, li-ooral, li-addity,
And we’re bound for Botany Bay.


There’s the captain as is our commander,
There’s the bo’sun and all the ship’s crew,
There’s the first- and the second-class passengers,
Knows what we poor convicts go through.

‘Taint leaving old England we cares about,
‘Taint cos we mis-spells what we knows,
But because all we light-fingered gentry
Hops around with a log on our toes.

For seven long years I’ll be staying here,
For seven long years and a day;
For meeting a cove in an area,
And taking his ticker away.

Oh, had I the wings of a turtle-dove,
I’d soar on my pinions so high,
Straight back to the arms of my Polly love,
And in her sweet presence I’d die.

Now all my young Dookies and Duchesses,
Take warning from what I’ve to say:
Mind all is your own as you toucheses
Or you’ll find us in Botany Bay.



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