Back Home in Derry

Sixty rebels today bound for Botany Bay, and any will reach their receiver.

I wish I was back home in Derry I wish I was back home in Derry

I cursed them to hell as our bow fought to swell Our ship danced like a moth in the firelight White horses rode high as the devil passed by Taking souls to head as we twilight Five weeks out of sea, we were now forty-three We buried our comrades each morning In our own slime, lost in a time of endless night without dawn.

Van Diemen's land is a hell for a man to end out his whole life in slavery.

Where the climate is raw and the gun makes the law Need a wind and rain, care for bravery Twenty years have gone by, I've ended my bond My comrades ghosts walk behind me A rebel I came, I'm still the same On the coven of night you will find

me

Oh I wish I was back home in Derry Oh I wish I was back home in Derry Oh, I wish I was back home and down Oh,

I wish I was back home and down