Moreton Bay

John Denver

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

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