Van Diemens Land Teclado

	  
 


Intro:   (**Didgeridoo**) 

verse 1:  
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Come all ye gallant poachers that ramble void of care 
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That walked out on a moonlight night with your dog, your gun, your snare  
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The hare and the lofty pheasant, you have at your command  
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Not thinking on your last career upon Van Diemen's Land  


verse 2:  
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Poor Thomas Brown from Nenagh Town, Jack Murphy and poor Joe 
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Were three determined poachers, as the county well does know 
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By the keepers of the land, me boys, one night they were trepanned 
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And for fourteen years transported unto Van Diemen's Land 


verse 3:  
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The first day that we landed upon that fatal shore 
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The planters came around us there might be twenty score 
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They ranked us off like horses and they sold us out of hand 
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And they yoked us to the plough, brave boys, to plough Van Diemen's Land 


verse 4:  
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The cottages we live in are built with sods of clay 
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We have rotten straw for bedding, but we dare not say them nay 
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Our cots we fence with wire and we slumber when we can 
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To keep the wolves and tigers from us in Van Diemen's Land 


VERSE 5:  
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Oft times when I do slumber, I have a pleasant dream 
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With my sweetheart sitting near me, close by a purling stream 
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I am roaming through old Ireland with my true love by the hand 
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But awaken, broken hearted, upon Van Diemen's Land 


VERSE 6:  
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Oh, if I had a thousand pounds, all laid out in my hand 
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I'd give it all for liberty, if that I could command 
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Again to Ireland I'd return and I'd be a happy man 
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And I'd bid farewell to poaching and to Van Diemen's Land 


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