Garewell To Old Enfland Forver
Farewell To The Well known Old Baileu
Where I Used To Cut Such. A Fine Sqekl
Too - Ra - Li -
Singing
Too - Ra - Li - Ur - A - Lie Aye
We're Bound For Botany Bay
Taint leaving Old England we Cares a About
We Mispells What awe Kbow
Cos We're All Light Fingered Gentry
Now The Captain Is Our Commander
The
The First And Second Class Passengers
Knows What Us Convicts
Had I The Wings Of A a turtle
And In Her Sweet Breasts I'd Die
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