Chords for Folk Song A Week - Jim Jones at Botany Bay

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_ _ _ _ Hi everyone.
Hello again and a happy Bank Holiday.
Yay!
It's Bank Holiday time!
_ _ I don't know what that was.
It's Bank Holiday time.
_ But anyway, here we are with our fake song this week which is an Australian one.
Which is new.
Yeah.
About someone from this country being sent out to Australia [Bb] as a criminal.
At a crap time too.
Mm-hmm.
It's called Jim Jones at Botany Bay.
Enjoy. _ _ _
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_ [Em] _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Listen _ for a moment [D] lads and hear me tell [A] my tale.
I wore the _ seafaring _ [D] garland, I was condemned [A] to sail.
The jury found me guilty [D] and says the judge says [A] he.
But like Jim Jones I'm sending [D] you across the [Am] stormy sea.
[C] And take my tip before you ship to [D] join the Iron _ [A] _ Gang.
You [Am] can't do gay at Botany Bay [D] or else you'll [A] surely hang.
_ [Am] Or else you'll surely hang he [D] says and after that [A] Jim _ Jones.
It's high upon the gallows [D] where the crows will pick [A] your _ bones.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ There'll be no chance for mischief [D] there remember what [Am] I say.
They'll prog the poaching out of [D] you out there at Botany [Am] _ Bay.
The waves were high upon the [D] sea, the wind blew up [A] in gales.
Or rather drowned in misery [D] than gone to New [Am] South _ Wales.
[C] The wind blew high upon the [D] sea, the pirates came [Am] _ along.
But the soldiers on a _ [D] conviction were called 500 [Am] strong.
_ They opened fire and somehow [D] drove that pirate ship [A] _ away.
Or rather joined that pirate [D] ship than gone to [Am] Botany _ Bay. _
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Day and night the irons [D] clang and hide poor galley [Am] _ slaves.
They toil and toil until they [D] die in pale _ [Am] dishonoured _ graves.
By and by I'll break my _ [D] chains and into the _ [Am] _ Potombo.
To join the brave bush rangers [D] there Jack, Donahue [A] and _ Poe.
[C] And one dark night when everything [D] is silent in [A] the town.
_ I'll kill the tyrants one by one [D] and shoot the floggers [A] down.
_ I'll give the lure a little shot [D] and listen to what [Am] I _ say.
They'll regret the day they sent Jim [D] Jones in chase to Botany [Am] Bay. _ _ _
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Aaaaaaah!
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_ _ _ _ _ I'm a pirate convict! _ _ _ _
Becca's gone a little mad.
We just did that in one take.
And yesterday, _ how long did it take us to even try?
Too long.
Too long.
We failed.
_ We expected another night of endless torture with this song and we nailed it.
Nailed it! _ _
Thank you everybody.
Yes, thanks guys. _ _