The Wolfe Tones — Botany Bay

Farewell to your bricks and mortar Farewell to your dirty lime Farewell to your gangways and your gang planks And to hell with your overtime For the good ship Ragamuffin is lying at the quay For to take oul Pat with the shovel on his back To the shores of Botany Bay I'm on my way down to the quay, where the ship at anchor lays To command a gang of navvies, I was told to engage I stopped in for to drink a while Thought it was okay For to take a trip on an emigrant ship to the shores of Botany Bay Well, the foreman called this morning He said "Well Pat, hello If you didn't get them navvies out, I'm afraid you'll have to go" I asked him for me wages He told me "Go away." Then I told him straight I would emigrate To the shores of Botany Bay Farewell to your bricks and mortar Farewell to your dirty lime Farewell to your gangways and your gang planks And to hell with your overtime For the good ship Ragamuffin is lying at the quay For to take oul Pat with the shovel on his back To the shores of Botany Bay And when we reach Australia I'll go and look for gold There's plenty there for diggin' up Or so I have been told And if I take a notion I'll go back to the slay For to take oul Pat with the shovel on his back Farewell to your bricks and mortar Farewell to your dirty lime Farewell to your gangways and your gang planks And to hell with your overtime For the good ship Ragamuffin is lying at the quay For to take oul Pat with the shovel on his back To the shores of Botany Bay