;Back Home In Derry
;Words: Bobby Sands; Music: Gordon Lightfoot
 
 
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 In eighteen-o-three we sailed out to sea
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 Out from the sweet town of Derry
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 For Australia bound, if we didn't all drown
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 The marks of our fetters we carried
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 In our rusty iron chains we cried out for our weans
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 Our good women we left in sorrow
.       Am                       Em
 As the main sails unfurled, our curses we hurled
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 On the English and thoughts of tomorrow
 
 
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 At the mouth of the Foyle, bade farewell to the soil
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 As down below decks we were lying
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 O'Doherty screamed, woken out of a dream
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 By a vision of bold Robert dying
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 The sun burnt cruel as we dished out the gruel
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 Dan O'Conner was down with a fever
.      Am                      Em
 Sixty rebels today, bound for Botany Bay
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 How many will reach their receiver
 
 
[chorus]
.C        G    Am         G            Am
 Oh oh oh oh I wish I was back home in Derry
.C        G    Am         G            Am
 Oh oh oh oh I wish I was back home in Derry
 
 
.Am                         Em
 I cursed them to hell as our bow fought the swell
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 Our ship danced like a moth in the firelight
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 White horses rode high as the devil passed by
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 Taking souls to Hades by twilight
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 Five weeks out to sea, we were now forty-three
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 We buried our comrades each morning
.Am                       Em
 In our own slime we were lost in a time
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 Endless night without dawning
 
 
[repeat chorus]
 
 
.Am                     Em
 Van Diemen's Land is a hell for a man
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 To end out his whole life in slavery
.          Am                   Em
 Where the climate is raw and a gun makes the law
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 Neither wind nor rain care for bravery
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 Twenty years have gone by, I have ended my bond
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 My comrades' ghosts walk beside me
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 A rebel I came, I'm still the same
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 On the cold winds of night you will find me
 
 
[repeat chorus]