Jim Jones at Botany Bay - Traditional Song

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Oh listen for a moment lads and hear me tell my tale.
How over the sea from England's shore I was condemned to sail.
The jury found me guilty sir and said the judge said he.
For life Jim Jones I sentence 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 he says and after that Jim Jones.
It's high upon the gallows tree the crows will pick your bones.

There's 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 wind blew high upon the sea when 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.

Now night and day the irons clang and like poor galley slaves.
We toil and toil and when we die must fill dishonored graves.
But bye and bye I'll break my chains into the bush I'll go.
And join the bold bushrangers there Jack Donahoo and Co.

And some dark night when everything is quite in this town.
I'll kill the tyrants one by one 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.