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  • Текст песни Quilty - Botany Bay

    Исполнитель: Quilty
    Название песни: Botany Bay
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    Ирландская песня про чувака, который все бросил и поехал копать золото в Австралию в Ботанический залив (что около Сиднея). Залив так назвали из-за множества неизвестных растений, которые там обнаружили переселенцы. Впервые опубликована в 1950-x годах.

    Oh I'm on my way down to the quay
    Where a big ship now does lie
    For to take a gang of navvies
    I was told to engage
    But I thought I would call in for a while
    Before I went away
    For to take a trip in an emigrant ship
    To the shores of Botany Bay

    Chorus:
    Farewell to your bricks and mortar
    Farewell to your dirty lime
    Farewell to your gangway and gang planks
    And to hell with your overtime
    For the good ship Ragamuffin
    She is lying at the quay
    For to take old Pat with a shovel on his back
    To the shores of Botany Bay

    The best years of our life we spend
    At working on the docks
    Building mighty wharves and quays
    Of earth and ballast rocks
    Our pensions keep our lives secure
    But I'll not rue the day
    When I take a trip on an emigrant ship
    To the shores of Botany Bay

    For the boss came up this morning
    And he said "Well Pat hello
    If you do not mix that mortar fast
    Be sure you'll have to go"
    Of course he did insult me
    I demanded of my pay
    And I told him straight I was going to emigrate
    To the shores of Botany Bay

    And when I reach Australia
    I'll go and look for gold
    Sure there's plenty there for the digging
    Or so I have been told
    Or I might go back into my trade
    Eight hundred bricks I'll lay
    In an eight hour day for eight bob pay
    On the shores of Botany Bay
    Ирландская песня про чувака, который все бросил и поехал копать золото в Австралию в Ботанический залив (что около Сиднея). Залив так назвали из-за множества неизвестных растений, которые там обнаружили переселенцы. Впервые опубликована в 1950-x годах.

    Oh I'm on my way down to the quay
    Where a big ship now does lie
    For to take a gang of navvies
    I was told to engage
    But I thought I would call in for a while
    Before I went away
    For to take a trip in an emigrant ship
    To the shores of Botany Bay

    Chorus:
    Farewell to your bricks and mortar
    Farewell to your dirty lime
    Farewell to your gangway and gang planks
    And to hell with your overtime
    For the good ship Ragamuffin
    She is lying at the quay
    For to take old Pat with a shovel on his back
    To the shores of Botany Bay

    The best years of our life we spend
    At working on the docks
    Building mighty wharves and quays
    Of earth and ballast rocks
    Our pensions keep our lives secure
    But I'll not rue the day
    When I take a trip on an emigrant ship
    To the shores of Botany Bay

    For the boss came up this morning
    And he said "Well Pat hello
    If you do not mix that mortar fast
    Be sure you'll have to go"
    Of course he did insult me
    I demanded of my pay
    And I told him straight I was going to emigrate
    To the shores of Botany Bay

    And when I reach Australia
    I'll go and look for gold
    Sure there's plenty there for the digging
    Or so I have been told
    Or I might go back into my trade
    Eight hundred bricks I'll lay
    In an eight hour day for eight bob pay
    On the shores of Botany Bay
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