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  1. In 1803 we sailed out to sea
    Out from the sweet town of Derry
    For Australia bound, if we didn´t all drown
    and the marks of our fetter we carried
    In the rusty iron chains we sighed for our wains
    as our good wives left in sorrow
    As the main sails unfurled our curses we hurled
    On the English an thought of tomorrow.

    Chorus: /:Oh, oh, oh, oh, I wish I was back home in Derry:/

  2. I cursed them to hell as our bow fought the swell
    our ship danced like a moth in their firelight
    White horses rode high as the devil passed by
    Taking souls the hades by the twilight
    Five weeks out to sea we were now forty-three
    Our comrades we buried each morning
    In our own slime we were lost in a time
    Endless night without dawning

  3. Van Diemen´s land is a hell for a man
    to live out his live in Slavery
    Where the climate is raw and the gun makes the law
    Neither wind nor rain cares for bravery
    Twenty years have gone and I´ve ended me bond
    and comrades ghosts are behind me
    A rebel I came and I´ll die the same
    On the cold winds of night you will find me