Back Home In Derry
(专辑: The Spirit Of Freedom - 1986)
In 1803 we sailed out to sea Out from the
sweet town of Derry For Australia bound if we didn't all drown The
marks of our fetters we carried In the
rusty iron chains we cried for our wanes Our good women we left in sorrow As the
main sails unfurled, our curses we hurled On the
English and thoughts of tomorrow At the
mouth of the
Foyle, bid farewell to the
soil As down below decks we were lying O'Doherty screamed woke him out of a
dream By a
vision of bold Robert dying The
sun burned cruel as we dished out the
gruel Dan O'Connor was down with the
fever Sixty rebels today bound for Botany Bay How many will reach their reciever? Oh, oh oh oh-oh, I
wish I
was back home in Derry Oh, oh oh oh-oh, I
wish I
was back home in Derry I
cursed them to hell, as her bow fought the
swell Our ship danced like a
moth in the
firelight Wild horses rode high as the
devil passed by Taking souls into Hades by twilight Five weeks out to sea we were now 43 We buried our comrades each morning In our own slime, we were lost in the
time Endless night without dawning Oh, oh oh oh-oh, I
wish I
was back home in Derry Oh, oh oh oh-oh, I
wish I
was back home in Derry Van Diemen's land is a
hell for a
man To end out his whole life in slavery Where the
climate is raw and the
gun makes the
law Neither wind nor rain care for bravery Twenty years have gone by and I've ended my bond My comrades' ghosts walk behind me A
rebel I
came, I'm still the
same On a
cold winters night you will find me Oh, oh oh oh-oh, I
wish I
was back home in Derry Oh, oh oh oh-oh, I
wish I
was back home in Derry Oh, oh oh oh-oh, I
wish I
was back home in Derry Oh, oh oh oh-oh, I
wish I
was back home in Derry