Christy Moore – Back Home In Derry (Guitar)

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In eighteen-o-three we sailed out to sea

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Out from the sweet town of Derry

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For Australia bound, if we didn't all drown

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The marks of our fetters we carried

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In our rusty iron chains we cried for our weans

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Our good women we left in sorrow

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As the main sails unfurled, our curses we hurled

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On the English and thoughts of tomorrow

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At the mouth of the Foyle, bade farewell to the soil

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As down below decks we were lying

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O'Doherty screamed, woken out of a dream

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By a vision of bold Robert dying

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The sun burnt cruel as we dished out the gruel

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Dan O'Conner was down with a fever

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Sixty rebels today, bound for Botany Bay

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How many will reach their receiver

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Oh oh oh oh oh I wish I was back home in Derry

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Oh oh oh oh oh I wish I was back home in Derry

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I cursed them to hell as our bow fought the swell

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Our ship danced like a moth in the firelight

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White horses rode high as the devil passed by

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Taking souls to Hades by twilight

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Five weeks out to sea, we were now forty-three

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We buried our comrades each morning

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In our own slime we were lost in the time

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Endless night without dawning

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Oh oh oh oh oh I wish I was back home in Derry

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Oh oh oh oh oh I wish I was back home in Derry

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Van Diemen's Land is a hell for a man

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To end out his whole life in slavery

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Where the climate is raw and a gun makes the law

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Neither wind nor rain care for bravery

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Twenty years have gone by, I have ended my bond

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My comrades' ghosts walk beside me

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A rebel I came, I'm still the same

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On the cold winds of night you will find me

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Oh oh oh oh oh I wish I was back home in Derry

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Oh oh oh oh oh I wish I was back home in Derry