The Irish Rovers – Shores Of Botany Bay (Guitar)

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I'm on me way down to the quay, where the ship at anchor lays

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To command a gang of navvys there, they told me to engage

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I thought I'd drop in for a drink before I sailed away

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For to take a trip on an emigrant ship to the shores of Botany Bay

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Farewell to your bricks and mortar, farewell to your dirty lime

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Farewell to your gangway and your gang plank and to hell with your overtime

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For the good ship Ragamuffin, she's lying at the quay

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For to take oul Pat with a shovel on his back to the shores of Botany Bay

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The best years of our life we spent working on the docks

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Building mighty wharves and piers from earth and ballast rocks

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Our pensions keep our jobs secure but I won't rue the day

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When I'll take that trip on an emigrant ship to the shores of Botany Bay

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Farewell to your bricks and mortar, farewell to your dirty lime

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Farewell to your gangway and your gang plank and to hell with your overtime

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For the good ship Ragamuffin, she's lying at the quay

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For to take oul Pat with a shovel on his back to the shores of Botany Bay

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The boss came up this morning and he says, "Well, Pat, you know

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That if you don't mix that mortar quick I'm afraid you'll have to go"

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Well, of course he did insult me so I demanded all me pay

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And I told him straight I was gonna emigrate to the shores of Botany Bay

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Farewell to your bricks and mortar, farewell to your dirty lime

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Farewell to your gangway and your gang plank and to hell with your overtime

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For the good ship Ragamuffin, she's lying at the quay

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For to take oul Pat with a shovel on his back to the shores of Botany Bay

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And when I reach Australia I'll go and search for gold

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There's plenty there for digging up or so I have been told

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And when I've made me fortune there'll be no more bricks to lay

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But I'll take me ease doing what I please on the Shores of Botany Bay

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Farewell to your bricks and mortar, farewell to your dirty lime

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Farewell to your gangway and your gang plank and to hell with your overtime

        F         A   Dm            Bb    F      C
For the good ship Ragamuffin, she's lying at the quay

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For to take oul Pat with a shovel on his back to the shores of Botany Bay

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Farewell to your bricks and mortar, farewell to your dirty lime

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Farewell to your gangway and your gang plank and to hell with your overtime

        F         A   Dm            Bb    F      C
For the good ship Ragamuffin, she's lying at the quay

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For to take oul Pat with a shovel on his back to the shores of Botany Bay