| Farewell to Old England forever
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| Farewell to my old pals as well
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| Farewell to the well known Old Bailey
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| Where I once used to be such a swell
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| Singing too-rall, li-oo-rall, li-ad-di-ty
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| Singing too-rall, li-oo-rall, li-ay
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| Singing too-rall, li-oo-rall, li-ad-di-ty
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| Oh we are bound for Botany Bay
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| There’s the captain as is our commandeer
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| There’s bo’sun and all the ship’s crew
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| There’s first and the second class passengers
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| Knows what we poor convicts goes through
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| Singing too-rall, li-oo-rall, li-ad-di-ty
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| Singing too-rall, li-oo-rall, li-ay
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| Singing too-rall, li-oo-rall, li-ad-di-ty
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| Oh we are bound for Botany Bay
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| 'Taint leaving Old England we cares about
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| 'Taint 'cos we mispells wot we knows
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| But becos all we light finger’d gentry
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| Hop’s around with a log on our toes
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| Singing too-rall, li-oo-rall, li-ad-di-ty
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| Singing too-rall, li-oo-rall, li-ay
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| Singing too-rall, li-oo-rall, li-ad-di-ty
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| Oh we are bound for Botany Bay
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| These seven long years I’ve been serving now
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| And seven long more have to stay
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| All for bashing a bloke down our alley
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| And taking his ticker away
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| Singing too-rall, li-oo-rall, li-ad-di-ty
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| Singing too-rall, li-oo-rall, li-ay
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| Singing too-rall, li-oo-rall, li-ad-di-ty
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| Oh we are bound for Botany Bay
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| Oh had I the wings of a turtle-dove
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| I’d soar on my pinions so high
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| Slap bang to the arms of my Polly love
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| And in her sweet presence I’d die
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| Singing too-rall, li-oo-rall, li-ad-di-ty
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| Singing too-rall, li-oo-rall, li-ay
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| Singing too-rall, li-oo-rall, li-ad-di-ty
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| Oh we are bound for Botany Bay
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| Now all my young Dookies and Duchesses
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| Take warning from what I’ve to say
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| Mind all is your own as you touch-es-es
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| Or you’ll find us in Botany Bay |