Moreton Bay

John Denver

  • A
  • B
  • C#m
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  • E
  • Fm
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Tono:
E A One Sunday morning as I went walking
E By Brisbane Waters I chanced to
C#m B E stray
E A I heard a convict his fate bewailing
E As on the sunny riverbank he lay
E A I am a native of Erin's Ireland
E But banished now from my native
C#m shore
E A They stole me from my aged parents
E And from the maiden whom I do adore
E I've been a prisoner at Port
A Macquarie
E Fm At Norfolk Island and Emu Plains
E At Castle Hill and the cursed
A Toongabbie
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E At all these settlements I've been in chains
E A But of all places of condemnation
E And penal stations in New South
C#m B E Wales
E A To Moreton Bay I have found no equal
E Excessive tyranny each day prevails
E For three long years I was beastly
A treated
E C#m And heavy irons on my legs I wore
B E
E A My back from flogging was lacerated
E And oft times painted with my crimson gore
E And many a man from downright
A starvation
E Lies mouldering now underneath the
C#m B E clay
E A And Captain Logan he had us mangled
E All On the triangles of Moreton Bay
E Like the Egyptians and ancient
A Hebrews
E We were oppressed under Logan's
C#m B E yoke
E Till a native black lying there in
A ambush
E Did deal this tyrant with his mortal stroke
E A My fellow prisoners be exhilarated
E That all such monsters like death
C#m B E may find
E And when from bondage we're
A liberated
E Our former suffering soon will fade from mind
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Composición: Jörgen Elofsson

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