{"id":1344,"date":"2008-03-17T12:00:00","date_gmt":"2008-03-17T11:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/beerbellyband.com\/back-home-in-derry"},"modified":"2008-03-17T12:00:00","modified_gmt":"2008-03-17T11:00:00","slug":"back-home-in-derry","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/beerbellyband.com\/en\/back-home-in-derry\/","title":{"rendered":"Back home in Derry"},"content":{"rendered":"

Irish traditional song lyrics \u2014 collected by Beer Belly Band.<\/em><\/p>\n

In 1803 we sailed out to sea
\nOut from the sweet town of Derry
\nFor Australia bound if we didn’t all drown
\nAnd the marks of our fetters we carried
\nIn our rusty iron chains we sighed for our weans
\nOur good women we left in sorrow
\nAs the mainsails unfurled, our curses we hurled
\nOn the English, and thoughts of tomorrow<\/p>\n

CHORUS
\nOh Oh Oh Oh I wish I was back home in Derry
\nOh Oh Oh Oh I wish I was back home in Derry<\/p>\n

At the mouth of the Foyle, bid farewell to the soil
\nAs down below decks we were lying
\nO’Doherty screamed, woken out of a dream
\nBy a vision of bold Robert dying
\nThe sun burned cruel as we dished out the gruel
\nDan O’Connor was down with a fever
\nSixty rebels today bound for Botany Bay
\nHow many will meet their reciever<\/p>\n

CHORUS<\/p>\n

I cursed them to hell as her bow fought the swell
\nOur ship danced like a moth in the firelight
\nWhite horse rode high as the devil passed by
\nTaking souls to Hades by twilight
\nFive weeks out to sea, we were now forty-three
\nOur comrades we buried each morning
\nIn our own slime we were lost in a time
\nOf endless night without dawning<\/p>\n

CHORUS<\/p>\n

Van Diemen’s land is a hell for a man
\nTo live out his whole life in slavery
\nWhere the climate is raw and the gun makes the law
\nNeither wind nor rain care for bravery
\nTwenty years have gone by, I’ve ended my bond
\nMy comrades ghosts walk behind me
\nA rebel I came – I’m still the same
\nOn the cold winters night you will find me<\/p>\n

CHORUS<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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