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17 Released by Bob Dylan on
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"index.htm">Good As I Been To You
</a> (
1992)
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18 Tabbed by Eyolf
Østrem
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26 Come and listen for a moment, lads,
28 And hear me tell my tale.
30 How across the sea from England
32 I was condemned to sail.
34 Now the jury found me guilty,
36 Then says the judge, says he,
38 "Oh, for life, Jim Jones, I'm sending you
40 Across the stormy sea.
42 But take a tip before you ship
44 To join the iron gang.
46 Don't get too gay in Botany Bay,
48 Or else you'll surely hang.
50 Or else you'll surely hang,
" says he.
52 "And after that, Jim Jones,
54 It's high up upon the gallows tree
56 The crows will pick your bones.
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70 Well our ship was high upon the sea
71 when pirates came along,
72 But the soldiers on our convict ship
73 Were full five hundred strong.
74 For they opened fire and somehow drove
75 That pirate ship away.
76 But I'd rather have joined that pirate ship
77 Than gone to Botany Bay.
78 With the storms ragin' round us,
79 And the winds a-blowin' gales,
80 I'd rather have drowned in misery
81 Than gone to New South Wales.
82 There's no time for mischief there, they say
83 remember that says they
84 oh they'll flog the poaching out of you
85 down there in Botany Bay
87 Now it's day and night and the irons clang,
88 And like poor galley slaves
89 We toil and toil, and when we die
90 Must fill dishonored graves,
91 And it's by and by I'll slip my chains,
92 Well, into the bush I'll go
93 And I'll join the brave bush rangers there,
95 And some dark night, when everything
97 I'll shoot those tyrants one and all,
98 I'll gun the flogger down.
99 Oh, I'll give the land a little shock,
101 And they'll yet regret they've sent Jim Jones
102 In chains to Botany Bay.
107 <h2 class=
"songversion">Supper club version (
17 nov
1993)
</h2>
110 Come and listen for a moment, lads,
112 And hear me tell my tale.
114 How across the sea from England
116 I was condemned to sail.
118 Now the jury found me guilty,
120 Then says the judge, says he,
122 "Oh, for life, Jim Jones, I'm sending you
124 Across the stormy sea.
126 But take a tip before you ship
128 To join the iron gang.
130 Don't get too gay in Botany Bay,
132 Or else you'll surely hang.
134 Or else you'll surely hang,
" says he.
136 "And after that, Jim Jones,
138 It's high up upon the gallows tree
140 The crows will pick your bones.
"