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One Sunday morning as I went walking
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By Brisbane Waters I chanced to stray
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I heard a convict his fate bewailing
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As on the sunny riverbank he lay

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I am a native of Erin's Ireland
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But banished now from my native shore
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They stole me from my aged parents
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And from the maiden whom I do adore

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I've been a prisoner at Port Macquarie
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At Norfolk Island and Emu Plains
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At Castle Hill and the cursed Toongabbie
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At all these settlements I've been in chains

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But of all places of condemnation
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And penal stations in New South Wales
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To Moreton Bay I have found no equal
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Excessive tyranny each day prevails

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For three long years I was beastly treated
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And heavy irons on my legs I wore
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My back from flogging was lacerated
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And oft times painted with my crimson gore

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And many a man from downright starvation
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Lies mouldering now underneath the clay
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And Captain Logan he had us mangled
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All On the triangles of Moreton Bay

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Like the Egyptians and ancient Hebrews
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We were oppressed under Logan's yoke
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Till a native black lying there in ambush
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Did deal this tyrant with his mortal stroke

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My fellow prisoners be exhilarated
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That all such monsters like death may find
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And when from bondage we're liberated
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Our former suffering soon will fade from mind