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One Sunday morning as I went walking 
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By Brisbane Waters I chanced to stray 
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I heard a convict his fate bewailing 
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As on the sunny riverbank he lay 

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I am a native of Erin's Ireland 
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But banished now from my native shore 
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They stole me from my aged parents 
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And from the maiden whom I do adore 

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I've been a prisoner at Port Macquarie 
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At Norfolk Island and Emu Plains 
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At Castle Hill and the cursed Toongabbie 
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At all these settlements I've been in chains 

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But of all places of condemnation 
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And penal stations in New South Wales 
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To Moreton Bay I have found no equal 
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Excessive tyranny each day prevails 

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For three long years I was beastly treated 
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And heavy irons on my legs I wore 
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My back from flogging was lacerated 
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And oft times painted with my crimson gore 

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And many a man from downright starvation 
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Lies mouldering now underneath the clay 
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And Captain Logan he had us mangled 
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All On the triangles of Moreton Bay 

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Like the Egyptians and ancient Hebrews 
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We were oppressed under Logan's yoke 
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Till a native black lying there in ambush 
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Did deal this tyrant with his mortal stroke 

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My fellow prisoners be exhilarated 
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That all such monsters like death may find 
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And when from bondage we're liberated 
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Our former suffering soon will fade from mind