[ Предположительная тональность: G ] G Listen for a moment lads Am Em And hear me tell my tale C G How over the sea from England shore Am Em I was condemned to sail C G The jury found me guilty sir Am Em And said the judge, said he Am Em "For life, Jim Jones, I sentence you Am Em Across the stormy sea G But take my tip before you ship Am Em To join the iron gang C G Don't be too gay in Botany Bay Am Em Or else you'll surely hang C G Or else you'll surely hang,"he says Am Em "And after that, Jim Jones Am Em High upon the gallows tree Am Em The crows will pick your bones" G There's no time for mischief there, Am Em Remember, what I say C G They'll flog the poaching out of you, Am Em And out there at Botany Bay." C G The winds blew high upon the sea, Am Em And the winds a-blowin' gale Am Em I'd rather have drowned in misery, Am Em Than gone to New South Wale. G The waves were high upon the sea Am Em When pirates came along C G But the soldiers on our convict ship Am Em Were full five hundred strong C G They opened fire and somehow drove Am Em That pirate ship away Am Em I'd rather joined that pirate ship Am Em Than come to Botany Bay G And one dark night when everything Am Em Is quiet in the town C G I'll kill you bastards one and all, Am Em I'll gun the floggers down. C G I'll give them all a little shock, Am Em Remember what I say Am Em And they'll yet regret they sent Jim Jones In chains to Botany Bay. G Now day and night the irons clang Am Em We like poor galley slaves C G Will toil and toil our lives away Am Em To fill dishonored graves; C G By and by I'll break my chains: Am Em Into the bush I'll go, Am Em And you'll be dead behind me John Am Em When I get to... Mexico