Botany Bay

traditional Australian

(Briskly 3/4)

Fare- well to old England for e-ver

Fare- well to my rum culls as well

Fare - well to the well known Old Bailee

Where I used for to cut such a swell

Singing Too-ral Li-ooral li-ad-dity

Singing too-ral li-ooral li-ay

Singing too-ral li-ooral li-ad-dity

And we're bound for Botany Bay

There's the captain as is our Commander

There's the bo'sun and all the ship's crew

There's the first and second class passengers

Knows what we poor convicts go through

'taint leavin' old England we cares about

'taint cos we mispels what we knows

But becos all we light-fingered gentry

Hops around with a log on our toes

For seven long years I'll be staying here

For seven long years and a day

For meeting a cove in an area

And taking his ticker away

Oh, had I the wings of a turtle - dove

I'd soar on my pinions so high

Slap bang to tha arms of my Polly Love

And in her sweet presence I'd die

Now, all my young Dookies and Duchesses

Take warning from what I've to say

Mind all is your own as you touchesses

Or you'll find us in Botany Bay

- submitted by Mike Hiltonwood