paddy goes to holyhead - the banks of australia lyrics
when first i left my native home, the blarney we were told
how the people in australia they picked up lumps of gold
where gold-bars lay on every street and the buster´s rights were free
hurrah said i me napper-lads, oh that´s the land for me
with me swag upon me shoulder, rifle in my hand
and i robbed the banks of australia like a true-born highwayman
when we arrived in melbourne-town to a bankhouse called “the grave”
i left the anxious rag-shove-cop arrested in the safe
and all the pretty hostage girls threw up their hands with joy
shouting to one another “here comes me skinner-boy!”
with me swag upon me shoulder, rifle in my hand
and i robbed the banks of australia like a true-born highwayman
i made my way to gallowsport and north to dieman´s plain
and some of us get up and dust and some were shot in vain
i spent three years in sydney-jail for gold i went to seek
i make my fortune in a day and i´m dying in a week
with me swag upon me shoulder, rifle in my hand
and i robbed the banks of australia like a true-born highwayman
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