(Verse 1)
Oh [F]listen for a moment lads and [Gm]hear me tell my [Dm]tale
How [A#]o'er the sea from [F]England's shore I [Gm]was condemned to [Dm]sail
The j [A#]ury found me [F]guilty sir and t [Gm]hen the judge said [Dm]he
For [Gm]life Jim Jones I se [Dm]ntence you ac [Gm]ross the stormy s [Dm]ea
(Verse 2)
take [F]my tip before you ship to join [Gm]the iron gang [Dm]
Don't [A#]be too gay at [F]Botany Bay or [Gm]else you'll surely [Dm]hang
Or [A#]else you'll surely [F]hang says he and [Gm]after that Jim [Dm]Jones
high [Gm]upon the gallo [Dm]ws tree the crows [Gm]will pick your bones [Dm]
(Verse 3)
You'll [F]have no chance for mischief there re [Gm]member what I s [Dm]ay
They'll [A#]flog the poaching [F]out of you out [Gm]there at Botany [Dm]Bay
The [A#]waves were high up [F]on the sea the [Gm]wind approaching [Dm]gales
I'd [Gm]rather drowned in mise [Dm]ry than come to [Gm]New South Wales [Dm]
(Verse 4)
The [F]winds were high upon the sea when the [Gm]pirates came alo [Dm]ng
But the [A#]soldiers on our [F]convict ship were [Gm]full five hundred [Dm]strong
They [A#]opened fire and [F]somehow drove that [Gm]pirate ship a [Dm]way
I'd [Gm]rather joined that [Dm]pirate ship than [Gm]gone to Botany B [Dm]ay
(Verse 5)
For [F]night and day the irons clang and [Gm]like poor galley [Dm]slaves
We [A#]toil and toil and w [F]hen we die must f [Gm]ill dishonored gr [Dm]aves
But [A#]by and by I'll brea [F]k my chains into [Gm]the bush I'll go [Dm]
And [Gm]join the bold bushr [Dm]angers there Jack [Gm]Donahoo and [Dm]Co
(Verse 6)
And [F]some dark night when everything is [Gm]silent in this t [Dm]own
I'll [A#]kill the tyrants o [F]ne by one and s [Gm]hoot the floggers [Dm]down
I'll [A#]give the law a [F]little shock rem [Gm]ember what I sa [Dm]y
They'll [Gm]yet regret they s [Dm]ent Jim Jones in c [Gm]hains to Botany [Dm]Bay
(alternative verses 5 and 6)
[F]And one dark night when everyth [Gm]ing is quiet i [Dm]n the town,
I'll k [A#]ill you bastar [F]ds one and all, [Gm]I'll gun the flogg [Dm]ers down.
I'l [A#]l give them all a l [F]ittle shock, rememb [Gm]er what I say [Dm]
They' [Gm]ll yet regre [Dm]t they sent Jim Jon [Gm]es in chains to Botan [Dm]y Bay.
[F]Now day and night in irons clad [Gm]we like poor [Dm]galley slaves
Toil a [A#]nd toil and wh [F]en we die must [Gm]fill dishonored gra [Dm]ves
By [A#]and by I'll break m [F]' chains and to the [Gm]bush I'll go [Dm]
And y [Gm]ou'll be dea [Dm]d behind me, John, [Gm]when I get to Mexico. [Dm]
Oh [F]listen for a moment lads and [Gm]hear me tell my [Dm]tale
How [A#]o'er the sea from [F]England's shore I [Gm]was condemned to [Dm]sail
The j [A#]ury found me [F]guilty sir and t [Gm]hen the judge said [Dm]he
For [Gm]life Jim Jones I se [Dm]ntence you ac [Gm]ross the stormy s [Dm]ea
(Verse 2)
take [F]my tip before you ship to join [Gm]the iron gang [Dm]
Don't [A#]be too gay at [F]Botany Bay or [Gm]else you'll surely [Dm]hang
Or [A#]else you'll surely [F]hang says he and [Gm]after that Jim [Dm]Jones
high [Gm]upon the gallo [Dm]ws tree the crows [Gm]will pick your bones [Dm]
(Verse 3)
You'll [F]have no chance for mischief there re [Gm]member what I s [Dm]ay
They'll [A#]flog the poaching [F]out of you out [Gm]there at Botany [Dm]Bay
The [A#]waves were high up [F]on the sea the [Gm]wind approaching [Dm]gales
I'd [Gm]rather drowned in mise [Dm]ry than come to [Gm]New South Wales [Dm]
(Verse 4)
The [F]winds were high upon the sea when the [Gm]pirates came alo [Dm]ng
But the [A#]soldiers on our [F]convict ship were [Gm]full five hundred [Dm]strong
They [A#]opened fire and [F]somehow drove that [Gm]pirate ship a [Dm]way
I'd [Gm]rather joined that [Dm]pirate ship than [Gm]gone to Botany B [Dm]ay
(Verse 5)
For [F]night and day the irons clang and [Gm]like poor galley [Dm]slaves
We [A#]toil and toil and w [F]hen we die must f [Gm]ill dishonored gr [Dm]aves
But [A#]by and by I'll brea [F]k my chains into [Gm]the bush I'll go [Dm]
And [Gm]join the bold bushr [Dm]angers there Jack [Gm]Donahoo and [Dm]Co
(Verse 6)
And [F]some dark night when everything is [Gm]silent in this t [Dm]own
I'll [A#]kill the tyrants o [F]ne by one and s [Gm]hoot the floggers [Dm]down
I'll [A#]give the law a [F]little shock rem [Gm]ember what I sa [Dm]y
They'll [Gm]yet regret they s [Dm]ent Jim Jones in c [Gm]hains to Botany [Dm]Bay
(alternative verses 5 and 6)
[F]And one dark night when everyth [Gm]ing is quiet i [Dm]n the town,
I'll k [A#]ill you bastar [F]ds one and all, [Gm]I'll gun the flogg [Dm]ers down.
I'l [A#]l give them all a l [F]ittle shock, rememb [Gm]er what I say [Dm]
They' [Gm]ll yet regre [Dm]t they sent Jim Jon [Gm]es in chains to Botan [Dm]y Bay.
[F]Now day and night in irons clad [Gm]we like poor [Dm]galley slaves
Toil a [A#]nd toil and wh [F]en we die must [Gm]fill dishonored gra [Dm]ves
By [A#]and by I'll break m [F]' chains and to the [Gm]bush I'll go [Dm]
And y [Gm]ou'll be dea [Dm]d behind me, John, [Gm]when I get to Mexico. [Dm]
