Текст песни: Jim Jones At Botany Bay + перевод

Listen for a moment, lads

And hear me tell my tale

How o’er the sea

From England shore

I was condemned to sail

Jury found me guilty, sir

And said the judge, said he

«For life, Jim Jones, I sentence you

Across the stormy sea»

«Take my tip

Before you ship

To join the iron gang:

Don’t be too gay in Botany Bay

Or else you’ll surely hang»

Or else you’ll surely hang says he

«And after that, Jim Jones

High up upon the gallows tree

The crows will pick your bones.»

«You'll have no chance of mischief there

Remember what I say

They’ll flog the poachin' out of you

Out there in Botany Bay.»

Waves were high upon the seas

The wind approached in gales

I’d rather drowned in misery than come to New South Wales

The waves were high upon the seas

When the pirates came along

But the soldiers on our convict ship were full

Five hundred strong

They opened fire and somehow drove that pirate ship away

I’d rather join that pirate ship than gone to Botany Bay

And one dark night

When everything is quiet in the town

I’ll kill you bastards one and all

I’ll gun the floggers down

Give them all little shot

Remember what I say

They’ll yet regret

They sent Jim Jones in chains

To Botany Bay

That’s the one you like to sing in the stagecoach, huh?

Yeah…

It’s kind of pretty. Got another verse to it?

Yeah, lots

Well, go ahead. Sing it

Whatever you say, John…

Now day and night

The irons clang

And like poor galley slaves

Toil and toil

And when we die must fill dishonored graves

By and by, I’ll break my chains

Into the bush, I’ll go…

And you’ll be dead…

Behind me, John…

When I get to Mexico…

Gimme that guitar! Music time’s over!

What?! Hey! Woah, Woah, Woah!

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