Chords for Jim Jones in Botany Bay. Jim Causley, Exeter Phoenix

[D] _ _ [N] From a time when _ if you committed a little crime they wouldn't just _ ban you up in your
local jail, _ they'd hang you on a lovely cruise across the sea.
_ To see more nice and hot. _ _
_ Like Van Diemen's Land or Botany Bay, and they'd probably be chained up and whipped and flogged.
Lots of goby and fleas right _ _
_ [B] _ now. _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ I'm not a [N] big fan of the music. _
_ _ _ _ I'm not a_ _
[B] _ _ That's why I hear it. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ [N] The singer you need to_
I've got to go for other music. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _
_ _ [N] I'm a geek. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ It's called Jim Jones and [D#] Botany [B] Bay.
_ _ [D] _ _ _
[A] _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [A] _ [D] _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Oh come [Am] listen for [B] a moment lads [A] and hear me [B] tell my tale.
_ How I [Bm] was seized from England, _ [E] I was condemned [B] to sail.
_ The jury found me guilty [Em] and says the judge [B] says he.
Oh [A] for life Jim Jones [Gm] I'm sending [D] _ you _ [A] across [B] the raging _ sea.
_ _ [D] And take my tip before you ship to [A] join [B] the iron gang.
_ Don't get too gay on Botany Bay [Em] or else you'll [B] surely hang.
Or else [Bm] you'll hang he says, says he.
[Em] And after that [B] Jim _ Jones it [A] is high upon [G] the [D] gallows tree.
[A] The crows [B] will pick your bone.
_ _ _ [D] And there's no chance for mischief there.
_ [A] Remember [B] _ what I say.
For they'll [Bm] flog the bullshit out of you [E] out there on Botany [B] Bay.
Let the wind [Bm] fly in Torrance and [Em] the [E] wind blow up [B] in _ Gales.
Oh _ [A] I'd rather die [G] in [D] misery _ _ than [A] go [B] to New South Wales.
_ For [D] the sea it blew in Torrance and [A] the pirates [Bm] came [B] _ along.
But the soldiers all on board our ship [E] they were full five hundred [B] strong.
For they opened fire and soon they drove [Em] that pirate ship _ [B]
away.
_ _ _ Oh [A] I'd rather go on [G] a [D] pirate ship _ [A] than go [B] to Botany _ Bay.
_ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _ [D] _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ [D] Where day and night the irons clang _ [A] like [B] poor galley _ _ slaves.
We toil and [Bm] toil and when we're done [E] we'll fill dishonoured [B] _
graves.
But by and by I'll break my [Em] chains and into the bush [B]
I'll go.
And [A] I'll join the [G] brave bush [D] rangers _ there.
_ [A] Jack, Don, [B] Hugh and Co.
_ _ [D] And one dark night when everything _ [A] is silent [B] in the town. _ _
[Bm] We'll kill the tyrants one by one.
We'll [Em] shoot the floggers [B] _ down.
We'll give the law a little shove.
[Em] _ [E] Remember what I [B] _ _
say.
Oh [A] they'll yet regret [G] they sent [D] Jim Jones.
_ _ In [A] _ chains [B] to Botany Bay. _ _ _ _
_ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _