Botany Bay

Arewell to your bricks and mortar, farewell to your dirty lies
 Farewell to your gangers and gang planks, to hell with your overtime
 For the good ship Ragamuffin is lying at the quay
 To take oul Pat with a 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 navvys that they told me to engage
 I thought I'd drop in for a drink before I went away
 For to take a trip on an emigrant ship to the shores of Botany Bay
 Farewell to your bricks and mortar, farewell to your dirty lies
 Farewell to your gangers and gang planks, to hell with your overtime
 For the good ship Ragamuffin is lying at the quay
 To take oul Pat with a shovel on his back
 To the shores of Botany Bay.
 The boss came up this morning, he says "well Pat you know
 If you don't get your navvys out I'm afraid you have to go"
 So I asked him for me wages and demanded all my pay
 For I told him straight, I'm going to emigrate to the shores of Botany Bay
 Farewell to your bricks and mortar, farewell to your dirty lies
 Farewell to your gangers and gang planks, to hell with your overtime
 For the good ship Ragamuffin is lying at the quay
 To take oul Pat with a shovel on his back
 To the shores of Botany Bay.
 And when I reach Australia I'll go and look for gold
 There's plenty there for the digging of, or so I have been told
 Or else I'll go back to my trade and a hundred bricks I'll lay
 Because I live for an eight hour shift on the shores of Botany Bay