Jim Jones At Botany Bay – The Hateful Eight – Nhiều Ca Sĩ
Nghệ sĩ: Various Artists
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Bảng hợp âm và lời bài hát Jim Jones At Botany Bay – The Hateful Eight – Nhiều Ca Sĩ
Oh listen for a moment lads and hear me tell my tale
How o'er the sea from England's shore I was condemned to sail
The jjury found me guilty sir and tthen the judge said he
For life Jim Jones I sentence you across the stormy sea
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 says he and after that Jim Jones
high upon the gallows tree the crows will pick your bones
You'll have no chance for mischief there reremember what I ssay
They'll flog the poaching out of you out there at Botany Bay
The waves were high upupon the sea the wind approachingapproaching gales
I'd rather drowned in misemisery than come to New South WalesWales
The winds were high upon the sea when the pirates came aloalong
But thethe soldiers on our convict ship were full five hundred strong
They opened fire and somehow drove that pirate ship aaway
I'd rather joined that pirate ship than gone to Botany BBay
For 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 bushrbushrangers there Jack Donahoo and Co
And some dark night when everything is silent in this ttown
I'll kill the tyrants one by one and shoot the floggers down
I'llI'll give the law a little shock remember what I say
They'll yet regret they sent Jim Jones in chains to Botany Bay
And one dark night when everytheverything is quiet iin the town,
I'll kill you bastards one and all, I'll gun the floggers down.
I'll give them all a little shock, remember what I say
They'll yet regret they sent Jim Jones in chains to Botany Bay.
Now day and night in irons cladclad we like poor galley slaves
Toil aand toil and whwhen we die must fill dishonored graves
By and by I'll break mm' chains and to thethe bush I'll go
And yyou'll be deadead behind me, John, when I get to Mexico.