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Shores of Botany Bay
Farewell to your bricks and mortar,
Farewell to your dirty lime
Farewell to your gangers and gang planks,
And to hell with your overtime.
For the good ship Ragamuffin, is lying at the quay
For to take old pat, with his shovel on his back
To the shores of Botany Bay.
Farewell to your dirty lime
Farewell to your gangers and gang planks,
And to hell with your overtime.
For the good ship Ragamuffin, is lying at the quay
For to take old pat, with his shovel on his back
To the shores of Botany Bay.
- I’m on me way down to the cape where the ship at anchor lay
To command a bunch of navvies they asked me to engage
I thought I’d stop in for a drink before I went away
For to take a trip on an immigrant ship to the shores of Botany Bay
- The boss comes in this morning and says now pat ye know
If you don’t get your navvies out I’m afraid you’ll have to go
Well since he did insult me I demanded all me pay
And I told him straight I was going to emigrate to the shores of Botany Bay
- And when I reach Australia, I will go and dig for gold
There’s plenty there for the digging of, or so I have been told
or else I’ll go back to me trade and a 100 bricks I’ll lay
Because I live for an eight hour shift on the shores of Botany Bay,
Farewell to your bricks and mortar,
Farewell to your dirty lime
Farewell to your gangers and gang planks,
And to hell with your overtime.
For the good ship Ragamuffin, is lying at the quay
For to take old pat, with his shovel on his back
To the shores of Botany Bay.(bis)
For to take old Pat, with his shovel on his back
To the shores of Botany Bay.