X:189
T:Botany Bay
T:Shores of Botany Bay, The
R:song
Z:id:hn-song-189
M:2/4
L:1/8
Q:1/4=140
K:Dm
C | CA/A/ AG | F D2 d | dd/d/ dc | A3
C | CA/A/ AG | FE DF/F/ | GG/G/ GA | G3
C/C/ | CA AG | F D2 d | dd dc | A3
A/A/ | AD DA/A/ | A/A/D/D/ DA/A/ | AG F/F/E | D3 ||
W:Chorus:
W:Farewell to your bricks and mortar, farewell to your dirty lies
W:Farewell to your gangways and gangplanks, and to hell with your overtime,
W:For the good ship Ragamuffin, is lying at the quay
W:For to take oul' Pat with a shovel on his back to the shores of Botany Bay.
W:
W:I'm on my way down to the quay, where the good ship lies in bay
W:To command a gang of navvys, I was ordered to engage
W:I thought I'd stop in for a while before I went away
W:For to take a trip on an emigrant ship to the shores of Botany Bay
W:
W:Chorus
W:
W:The boss came up this morning, he says "Well, Pat you know
W:If you don't mix that mortar fast, I'm afraid you'll have to go"
W:So I asked him for my wages and demanded all my pay
W:For I told him straight, I'm going to emigrate to the shores of Botany Bay
W:
W:Chorus
W:
W:And when I reach Australia I'll go and look for gold
W:There's plenty there for the digging, or so I have been told
W:Or else I'll go back to my trade and a hundred bricks I'll lay
W:On an eight hour day and an eight bob pay on the shores of Botany Bay
W:
W:Chorus