Christy Moore – Back Home In Derry (Ukulele)

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In 1803 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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And the marks of our fetters we carried        

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 In our rusty iron chains we sighed for our weans

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Our good women we left in sorrow        

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 As the mainsails unfurled, our curses we hurled      

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 On the English, and thoughts of tomorrow   

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

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