Artist: Paddy Goes To Holyhead
Album: Ready For Paddy?
When first I left my native home, the blarney we were told
How the people in Australia they picked up lumps of gold
Where gold-bars lay on every street and the buster′s rights were free
Hurrah, said I, me napper-lads, oh that′s the land for me
With me swag upon me shoulder, rifle in my hand
And I robbed the banks of Australia like a true-born highwayman
When we arrived in Melbourne-Town to a bankhouse called "The Grave"
I left the anxious Rag-shove-cop arrested in the safe
And all the pretty hostage girls threw up their hands with joy
Shouting to one another "Here comes me skinner-boy!"
I made my way to Gallowsport and north to Dieman′s Plain
And some of us get up and dust and some were shot in vain
I spent three years in Sydney-jail for gold I went to seek
I make my fortune in a day and I′m dying in a week
|2||Johnny Went To The War|
|3||Love Song No. 90|
|8||The Annie B.|
|9||The Banks Of Australia|
|13||Dead And Gone|
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|3.||Love Song No. 90|
|8.||The Annie B.|
|9.||The Banks Of Australia|
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