Farewell to old England for ever, <br />Farewell to my rum culls as well, <br />Farewell to the well-known Old Bailey. <br />Where I used for to cut such a swell. <br /> <br />Chorus <br />Singing, too-ral, li-ooral, li-addity, <br />Singing, too-ral, li-ooral, li-ay, <br />Singing, too-ral, li-ooral, li-addity, <br />Singing, too-ral, li-ooral, li-ay. <br /> <br />There's the captain as is our commander, <br />There's the bo'sun and all the ship's crew, <br />There's the first- and the second-class passengers, <br />Knows what we poor convicts goes through. <br /> <br />'Tain't leaving old England we care about, <br />'Tain't cos we mispells wot we knows, <br />But because we all light-fingered gentry <br />Hops round with a log on our toes. <br /> <br />For fourteen long years I have ser-vi-ed, <br />And for fourteen long years and a day, <br />For meeting a bloke in the area, <br />And sneaking his ticker away. <br /> <br />Oh had I the wings of a turtle-dove, <br />I'd soar on my pinions so high, <br />Slap bang to the arms of my Polly love, <br />And in her sweet presence I'd die. <br /> <br />Now, all my young Dook-ies and Duch-ess-es, <br />Take warning from what I've to say- <br />Mind all is your own as you touch-es-es, <br />Or you'll meet us in Botony Bay.<br /><br />Anonymous Oceania<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/botany-bay/
