Ballad of Moreton Bay

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所属专辑:Sing of Our Times

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歌曲名 Ballad Of Moreton Bay 歌手名 The Brothers Four

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One Sunday morning as I went walking

By Brisbane waters I chanced to stray

I heard a convict his fate bewailing

As on the sunny river bank I lay

I am a native from Erin's island

But banished now from my native shore

They stole me from my aged parents

And from the maiden I do adore

I've been a prisoner at Port Macquarie

At Norfolk Island and Emu Plains

At Castle Hill and at cursed Toongabbie

At all these settlements I've been in chains

But of all places of condemnation

And penal stations in New South Wales

To Moreton Bay I have found no equal

Excessive tyranny each day prevails

For three long years I was beastly treated

And heavy irons on my legs I wore

My back from flogging was lacerated

And oft times painted with my crimson gore

And many a man from downright starvation

Lies mouldering now underneath the clay

And Captain Logan he had us mangled

All at the triangles of Moreton Bay

Like the Egyptians and ancient Hebrews

We were oppressed under Logan's yoke

Till a native black lying there in ambush

Did deal this tyrant his mortal stroke

My fellow prisoners be exhilarated

That all such monsters such a death may find

And when from bondage we are liberated

Our former sufferings will fade from mind

One Sunday morning as I went walking

By Brisbane waters I chanced to stray

I heard a convict his fate bewailing

As on the sunny river bank I lay

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