Paddy Goes To Holyhead

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Paddy Goes To Holyhead - The banks of Australia Songtext

When first I left my native home the Blarney we were told
whole people in Australia they picked up tumps of gold
where gold-bars lay on ev'ry street and the buster's rights were free
hurrah said I me napper-lads oh that's the land for me

Oh with me swag upon me shoulder rifle in my hand
and I robbed the banks of Australia like true born highway-man

When we arrived in Melbourne-Town to a bankhouse called The Grave
I left the anxious Rag-shove-cop arrested in the safe
and all the pretty hostage girls threw up their hands with joy
shouting to one another here comes me skinner-boy.

Oh with me swag upon me shoulder rifle in my hand
and I robbed the banks of Australia like true born highway-man

Oh with me swag upon me shoulder rifle in my hand
and I robbed the banks of Australia like true born highway-man

I made my way to Callowsport and north to Dieman's plain
and some of us get up and dust and some were shot in vain
I spent 3 years in Sidney-jail for gold I went to seek
I make me fortune in a day and I'm dying in a week.

Oh with me swag upon me shoulder rifle in my hand
and I robbed the banks of Australia like true born highway-man
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