Текст песни BOB DYLAN - Jim Jones
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Текст песни BOB DYLAN - Jim Jones
Come and listen for a moment, ladsAnd hear me tell my taleHow across the sea from EnglandI was condemned to sailNow the jury found me guiltyThen says the judge, says he"Oh, for life, Jim Jones, I'm sending you( )Across the stormy seaBut take a tip before you shipTo join the iron gangDon't get too gay in Botany BayOr else you'll surely hangOr else you'll surely hang", says he"And after that Jim JonesIt's high above on the gallows treeThe crows will pick your bones".And our ship was high upon the seaWhen pirates came alongBut the soldiers on our convict shipWere full five hundred strongFor they opened fire and somehow droveThat pirate ship awayBut I'd rather have joined that pirate shipThan gone to Botany BayWith the storms ragin' round usAnd the winds a-blowin' galeI'd rather have drowned in miseryThan gone to New South WalesThere's no time for mischief there they sayRemember that, says theyOr they'll flog the poaching out of youDown there in Botany Bay.Now it's day and night and the irons clangAnd like poor galley slavesWe toil and toil, and when we dieMust fill dishonored gravesAnd it's by and by I'll slip my chainsWell, into the bush I'll goAnd I'll join the bravest rankers thereJack Donohue and coAnd some dark night, when everythingIs silent in the townI'll shoot those tyrants one and allI'll gun the floggers downOh, I'll give the land a little shockRemember what I sayThey'll yet regret they've sent Jim JonesIn chains to Botany Bay.