Australia

B

[Verse]
B
When I was a young man, my age 
seventeen
I ought to have been serving 
   F#
Victoria, my Queen
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But them hard-hearted judges, oh, 
     E          B
how cruel they be
                    E      
For to send us poor lads to 
    F# B
Australia

[Verse]
B
I fell in with a damsel, she was 
handsome and gay
                             F#
I neglected my work more and more 
everyday
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And to keep her like a lady, I went
 E          B
 on the highway
                   E          F# 
And for that I was sent to 
B     A   E
Australia

[Chorus]
   B
Australia, Australia, I would ne'er 
see no more
                              F#
Worn out with the fever, cast down 
to Death's door
              B          E        
And if I ever live, say, seven 
   B
years more
                  E          F# B
I would soon bid adieu to Australia

[Verse]
B
Now the judges, they stand with 
their whips in their hands
And they drive us like horses to 
F#
plough up the land
                             B     
You should see us poor young 
    E              B
fellas, a-working in the gaol-yard
                 E          F# B 
How cruel is our fate in 
    A   E
Australia

[Chorus]
   B
Australia, Australia, I would ne'er 
see no more
                              F#
Worn out with the fever, cast down 
to Death's door
              B          E        
And if I ever live, say, seven 
   B
years more
                  E          F# B
I would soon bid adieu to Australia