Chorus:
G
Em
Fare-well to your bricks and mortar
C
G
fare-well to your dirty lies
G
Em
fare-well to your gangers and your gangplanks
A
D(7)
and to hell with your over-time
G
Em
for the good ship Rag-a-muffin
C
G
is lying at the quay
Em
for to take old Pat
Em
with a shovel on his back
B7
(Em)
to the shores of Botany Bay
I made my way down to the quay
where the ship at the anchor lays
to engage a load of navvies
they told me to engage
I thought I'd stop in for a drink
before I went away
for to take that trip
on the emigrant ship
to the shores of Botany bay
Chorus:
The boss came up this morning
he says "Pat well you know,
if you don't get your mortar straight
I'm afraid you'll have to go"
well I asked him for me wages
the bossman he said "No"
and I told him straight
I'm gonna' emigrate
to the shores of Botany bay
Chorus:
And when I reach Australia
I'll go and look for gold
there's plenty there for the digging of
or so I have been told
or I'll go back to my trade
and a hundred bricks I'll lay
because I'll live
for an eight hour shift
on the shores of Botany bay
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