Joel Plaskett, Bill Plaskett - Jim Jones lyrics

Come and listen for a moment lads
And hear me tell my tale
How across the sea from England
I was condemned to sail
The jury found me guilty and says the judge
Says he "For life, Jim Jones
I’m sending you across the stormy sea

You’ll take a trip on a convict ship
You’ll join the iron gang
Don’t get too gay in Botany Bay
Or else you’ll surely hang
Or else you’ll surely hang, "
He says, "And after that, jim Jones
It’s high upon the gallows tree
The crows will pick your bones"

Our ship was high upon the
Sea when pirates came along
But the soldiers on our convict ship
Were full five hundred strong
They opened fire and somehow drove
That pirate ship away
But, I’d rather have joined that pirate ship
Than have gone to Botany Bay
With the storms a ragin’ round me
And the wind a blowin’ gale
I’d rather have drowned in misery than
Have gone to New South Wales
There’s no time for mischief there they say
Remember that says they
They’ll flog the poaching out of you
Down there in Botany Bay

Now it’s day and night and the irons
Clang and like poor galley slaves
We toil and toil, and when we die
We must fill dishonoured graves
But it’s by and by I’ll slip my
Chains and to the bush I’ll go
And I’ll join the brave bushrangers there
Jack Donohue and Co

And some dark night
When everything is silent in the town
I’ll shoot those tyrants one and all
I’ll gun the floggers down
I’ll give the law no little
Shock remember what I say
They’ll yet regret they sent Jim Jones
In chains to Botany Bay