JIM JONES AT BOTANY BAY
Tuning:  Drop both E's to D


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Oh listen for a moment lads, and hear me tell my tale,
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How o'er the sea from England's shore I was compelled to sail,
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The jury says "He's guilty, sir" and says the judge, says he,
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"For life, Jim Jones, I'm sending you across the stormy sea."



"And take my tip before you ship to join the iron gang
Don't 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 gallow-tree, the crows will pick your bones."



"You'll have no chance for mischief then, remember what I say,
They'll flog the poachin' out of you, out there at Botany Bay."
The waves were high upon the sea, the wind blew up in gales,
I would rather drown in misery than go to New South Wales.



The winds blew high upon the sea, and the pirates came along,
But the soldiers on our convict ship were five hundred strong,
They opened fire and somehow drove that pirate ship away,
I'd rather have joined that pirate crew than come to Botany Bay.



For night and day the irons clang, and like poor galley slaves,
We toil and toil, and when we die must fill dishonoured graves,
But by-and-by I'll break my chains, into the bush I'll go,
And join the brave bushrangers there - Jack Donohoo and Co.



And some dark night when everything is silent in the town,
I'll kill the tyrants one and all, and shoot the floggers down,
I'll give the law a little shock, remember what I say,
They'll yet regret they sent Jim Jones in chains to Botany Bay!