Come and listen for a moment, lads And hear me tell my tale How across the sea from England I was condemned to sail Now the jury found me guilty Then says the judge, says he \"Oh, for life, Jim Jones, I'm sending you Across the stormy sea But take a tip before you ship To join the iron gang Don't get too gay in Botany Bay Or else you'll surely hang Or else you'll surely hang\", says he \"And after that Jim Jones It's high above on the gallows tree The crows will pick your bones\".