Аккорды Прикольные песни - Moreton Bay

[Verse 1]
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One Sunday morning as I went walking, by the Brisbane's waters I chanced to stray,
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I heard a convict his fate bewailing, as on the sunny river bank he lay;
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I am a native of Erin's island but banished now to the fatal shore,
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They tore me from my aged parents and from the maiden I do adore.

[Verse 2]
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I've been a prisoner at Port Macquarie, Norfolk Island and Emu Plains,
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At Castle Hill and cursed Toongabbie, at all those settlements I've worked in chains;
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But of all those places of condemnation, in each penal station of New South Wales,
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To Moreton Bay I've found no equal: excessive tyranny there each day prevails.

[Verse 3]
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For three long years I was beastly treated, heavy irons on my legs I wore,
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My back from flogging it was lacerated, and often painted with crimson gore,
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And many a lad from downright starvation lies mouldering humbly beneath the clay,
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Where Captain Logan he had us mangled on his triangles at Moreton Bay.

[Verse 4]
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Like the Egyptians and ancient Hebrews, we were oppressed under Logan's yoke,
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Till a native black who lay in ambush did give our tyrant his mortal stroke.
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Fellow prisoners, be exhilarated, that all such monsters such a death may find!
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And when from bondage we are liberated, our former sufferings shall fade from mind.