I was in chains Chained to my love Lying sleeping Below the silver trees Then up comes Davey and says You must be running boy Now I must fly Now I must fly First to my darling Down in the valley I cried madly Hey, I'm here at your door She says, John, John Now be gone from my door You and your misery I'll taste no more I was in chains And bound for Australia Dreaming wildly About my life before Of my distrust All across the dreadful ocean And of my true love I'll lay no more And of my true love I'll lay no more The future before me
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