Botany Bay - John Williamson

Farewell to Old England forever

Farewell to my rum culls as well

Farewell to the well known Old Bailee

Where I used for to cut such a swell

Singing toorali-orali-addity

Singing toorali-oolari-ai

Singing toorali-ollari-addity

We’re bound for Botany Bay

'Taint leaving Old England we cares about

'Taint 'cos we mispells wot we knows

But becos all we light fingered gentry

Hop’s around with a log on our toes

There’s the captain as is our commander

There’s bo’sun and all the ship’s crew

There’s first and the second class passengers

Knows what we poor convicts goes through

Oh had I wings of a turtle-dove

I’d soar on my pinions so high

Slap bang to the arms of my Polly love

And in her sweet presence I’d die

Now all my young Dookies and Duchesses

Take warning from what I’ve to say

Mind all is your own as you toucheses

Or you’ll find us in Botany Bay