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Christy Moore - I Wish I Was Back Home In Derry,

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In 1803 we sailed out to sea, 
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Ouт from the sweet town of Derry. 
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For Australia bound, if we didn't all drown, 
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The marks of our fetters we carried.     
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In our rusty iron chains we cried for our weans, 
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Our good women we left in sorrow.     
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As the main sails unfurled, our curses we hurled, 
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On the English and thoughts of tomorrow. 
 
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At the mouth of the Foyle, bade farewell to the soil, 
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As down below decks we were lying. 
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O'Doherty screamed, woken out of a dream,
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By a vision of bold Robert dying. 
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The sun burnt cruel as we dished out the gruel, 
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Dan O'Connor was down with a fever. 
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Sixty rebels today, bound for Botany Bay, 
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How many will reach their receiver. 
  
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Oн oh oh oh oh I wish I was back home in Derry. 
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Oн oh oh oh oh I wish I was back home in Derry. 
 
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I cursed them to hell as our bow fought the swell, 
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Our ship danced like a moth in the firelight. 
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White horses rode high as the devil passed by,
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Taking souls to Hades by twilight.        
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Five weeks out to sea, we were now forty-three, 
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We buried our comrades each morning.  
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In our own slime we were lost in the time, 
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Endless night without dawning. 
 
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Oн oh oh oh oh I wish I was back home in Derry. 
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Oн oh oh oh oh I wish I was back home in Derry. 
 
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Van Diemen's Land is a hell for a man 
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To end out his whole life in slavery    
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Where the climate is raw and a gun makes the law 
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Neither wind nor rain care for bravery. 
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Five years have gone by, I have ended my bond,
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My comrades' ghosts walk behind me.    
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A rebel I came, yet I'm still the same, 
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On the cold winds of night you will find me 
       
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Oн oh oh oh oh I wish I was back home in Derry. 
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Oн oh oh oh oh I wish I was back home in Derry.

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