Lyrics
And when i reach australia i ll go and look for gold, to take oul pat with a shovel on his back
So i asked him for me wages and demanded all my pay, farewell to your bricks and mortar
for the good ship ragamuffin is lying at the quay
or else i ll go back to my trade and a hundred bricks i ll lay
Or so i have been told, to the shores of botany bay Bay, farewell to your bricks and mortar
farewell to your gangers and gang planks
Farewell to your gangers and gang planks, to the shores of botany bay
or else i ll go back to my trade and a hundred bricks i ll lay
for to take a trip on an emigrant ship to the shores of botany bay
farewell to your dirty lies
because i live for an eight hour shift on the shores of botany bay
Farewell to your dirty lies, to the shores of botany bay
For the good ship ragamuffin is lying at the quay, so i asked him for me wages and demanded all my pay
to hell with your overtime
Or so i have been told, i thought i d drop in for a drink before i went away Botany, to command a gang of navvys that they told me to engage
Or so i have been told, farewell to your dirty lies
to the shores of botany bay
To the shores of botany bay, farewell to your dirty lies Bay, for the good ship ragamuffin is lying at the quay
to the shores of botany bay
for the good ship ragamuffin is lying at the quay
farewell to your dirty lies
If you don t get your navvys out i m afraid you have to go, because i live for an eight hour shift on the shores of botany bay
Farewell to your gangers and gang planks, to the shores of botany bay
farewell to your gangers and gang planks
To command a gang of navvys that they told me to engage, farewell to your bricks and mortar, to take oul pat with a shovel on his back
Farewell to your bricks and mortar, or so i have been told, to the shores of botany bay
to the shores of botany bay
to the shores of botany bay
To hell with your overtime, so i asked him for me wages and demanded all my pay Tones, to hell with your overtime
There s plenty there for the digging of, to the shores of botany bay
If you don t get your navvys out i m afraid you have to go, to hell with your overtime
I thought i d drop in for a drink before i went away, farewell to your gangers and gang planks, to the shores of botany bay
For the good ship ragamuffin is lying at the quay, to take oul pat with a shovel on his back