[правильный текст] Jim Jones at Botany Bay (OST "Омерзительная восьмерка")
Listen for a moment lads and hear me tell my tale How o'er the sea from England's shore I was compelled to sail How jury found me guilty sir, and the hanging judge says he, For life, Jim Jones, I sentence you across the stormy sea.
But take my tip before you ship to join the iron gang, Don't be too gay in Botany Bay, or else you'll surely hang. Or else you'll surely hang, says he, and after that, Jim Jones, High up upon the gallows tree, the crows will pick your bones.
You'll have no chance for mischief there remember what I say They'll flog the poaching out of you out there at Botany Bay The waves were high upon the sea the wind blew up in gales I'd rather have drowned in misery than come to New South Wales
The winds blew high upon the sea when the pirates came along, But the soldiers on our convict ship were full five hundred strong; They opened fire and so they drove that pirate ship away But I'd rather joined that pirate ship than gone to Botany Bay.
With the storms a-raging round us, and the winds a-blowing gales I'd rather drowned in misery than gone to New South Wales. There's no time for mischief there, remember that, they say Oh they'll flog the poaching out of you down there in Botany Bay.
And some dark night all is right and quiet in the town, I'll kill you bastards one and all, I'll gun the floggers down. I'll give them all a little treat, remember what I say And they'll yet regret they sent Jim Jones in chains to Botany Bay.
Day and night the iron clang and like poor galley slaves We toil and toil and when we die must fill dishonoured graves But bye and bye I'll break my chains into the bush I'll go And I'll join the brave bushrangers there, Jack Donahue and Co.