Moreton Bay – John Denver

Moreton Bay – John Denver

Nghệ sĩ: John Denver

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 One Sunday morning as I went walking
 By Brisbane Waters I chanced to stray
 I heard a convict his fate bewailing
 As on the sunny riverbank he lay
 I am a native of Arran Island
 But banished now from my native shore
 They stole me from my independence
 And from the maiden whom I do adore
 I've been a prisoner at Port Macquarie
 At Norfolk Island and Emu Plains
 At Castle Hill and cursed Toongabbie
 At all these settlements I've been in chains
 But of all places of condemnation
 And penal stations in New South Wales
 To Moreton Bay I have found no equal
 Excessive tyranny each day prevails
 For three long years I was beastly treated
 And heavy irons on my legs I wore
 My back from flogging was lacerated
 And oft times covered with my crimson gore
 And many a man from downright starvation
 Lies mouldering now beneath the clay
 And Captain Logan he had us mangled
 On the triangles of Moreton Bay
 Like the Egyptians and ancient Hebrews
 We were oppressed under Logan's yoke
 Till a native black lying there in ambush
 Did deal our tyrant with his mortal stroke
 My fellow prisoners be exhilarated
 That all such monsters like death shall find
 And when from bondage we're extricated
 Our former suffering will fade from mind
 One Sunday morning as I was walking
 By Brisbane Waters I chanced to stray
 I heard a convict his fate bewailing
 As on the sunny riverbank he lay

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