Oh, I'll give the land a little shock
"Oh, for life, Jim Jones, I'm sending you
And they'll yet regret they've sent Jim Jones
But the soldiers on our convict ship
I'll gun the flogger down
Is silent in the town
To join the iron gang
Then pirates came along
And our ship was high upon the sea
I'll shoot those tyrants one and all
Were full five hundred strong
We toil and toil, and when we die
Then says the judge, says he
And like poor galley slaves
That pirate ship away
The crows will pick your bones"
Than gone to New South Wales
Tan gone to Botany Bay
Must fill dishonored graves
Jack Donohue and Co.
And I'll join the bravest rankers there
For they opened fire and somehow drove
Don't get too gay in Botany Bay
I was condemned to sail
Remember what I say
Now it's day and night and the irons clang
It's high above on the gallows tree
Well, into the bush I'll go
Across the stormy sea
I'd rather have drowned in misery
Or else you'll surely hang" says he
"And after that, Jim Jones
Or else you'll surely hang
But I'd rather have joined that pirate ship
But take a tip before you ship
With the storms ragin' round us
Now the jury found me guilty
How across the sea from England
And some dark night, when everything
And it's by and by I'll slip my chains
And the winds a-blowin' gale
