Tolpuddle Episode - Gravy Train

Seaward, where I’m going

Imprisoned 'neath these sails

Freedom slowly fading

Blow hard, you southern gales

Why can’t they all see reason?

We only want a better life

The politicians in their mansions

Know nothing of strife

Early one dark morning

Came knocking at my door

Redcoats with their bayonets

Knocked me down to my floor

They carried off our doorstep three men

And locked us in a darkened cell

The verdict was to be deported

Into Australia’s hell

Here we stand close to land

Crew must sail from ship to shore

You are free, will you see

This ideal we lay before?

Seaward, where I’m going

A victim of the English law

Freedom, slowly fading

My days of sunshine are no more

Why can’t they all see reason?

We only want a better life

The politicians in their mansions

Know nothing of strife

Here we stand close to land

Crew must sail from ship to shore

You are free, will you see

This ideal we lay before?

Here we stand close to land

Crew must sail from ship to shore

You are free, will you see

This ideal we lay before?