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Moreton Bay Frank McNamara/Australian Folk Song Transcribed by K Woodgate Easy melody Version The song can be found on records by the Bushwackers, Cobbers, William Clauson and many other Australian Folk records. e|----------------|------------|----------------|--------------|------------ B|----------------|-------1-0--|-----1----------|--------------|------------ G|----------------|----0-------|-2-------2--0---|--------------|------------ D|----------------|-3----------|----------------|-2------0---2-|-0---------- A|-3--3-------3---|------------|----------------|-----3--------|--------3--0 E|--------3-------|------------|----------------|--------------|------------ 1 One Sun-day morn-ing as I was walk-ing By Bris-bane wa-ters I Chanced to Stray 2 'I've been a con-vict at Port Mac-qua-rie At Nor-folk Is-land and Em-U Plains 3 For three long years I was beastly treated And heavy irons on my leg I wore 4 Like the Egyptians and ancient Hebrews We were oppressed under Logan's yoke e|----------------|------------|----------------|--------------|------------ B|----------------|-------1-0--|-----1----------|--------------|------------ G|----------------|----0-------|-2-------2--0---|--------------|------------ D|----------------|-3----------|----------------|--------0---2-|-0---------- A|-3--3-------3---|------------|----------------|-3---3--------|--------3--3 E|--------3-------|------------|----------------|--------------|------------ 1 I heard a con-vict his fate be-wail-ing As on the sun-ny ri-ver bank he lay 2 At cas-tle hill and cur-sed toon-gab-bie At all those sett-le-ments I've worked in chains 3 My back with floggings was lacerated, And often painted with crimson gore 4 Till a native black lying there in ambush Did deal our tyrant his mortal stroke e|----------|--------------|------------------|--------------|-------------- B|----------|----0--1--0---|---1--------------|--------------|-------------- G|---0---0--|-2------------|-2------2----0----|--------------|-------------- D|-2---2----|--------------|------------------|-2------0----2|-0------------ A|----------|--------------|------------------|----3---------|----3----0---- E|----------|--------------|------------------|--------------|-------------- 1 I am a nat-ive of Er-in's is-land Trans-port- ed now from my na-tive shore 2 But of all pla-ces of con-dem-na-tion And pen-al sta-tions of New South Wales 3 And many a man from downright starvation Lies mouldering now beneath the clay 4 My fellow prisoners, be exhilarated That all such monsters such a death may find e|----------------|------------|----------------|--------------|------------ B|----------------|-------1-0--|-----1----------|--------------|------------ G|----------------|----0-------|-2-------2--0---|--------------|------------ D|----------------|-3----------|----------------|--------0---2-|-0---------- A|-3--3-------3---|------------|----------------|-3---3--------|--------3--3 E|--------3-------|------------|----------------|--------------|------------ 1 They tore me from my a-ged pa-rents And from the maid-en that I do a-dore 2 To Moreton Bay I have found no equal: Excess-ive Ty-rann-ny each day pre-vails 3 And Captain Logan he had us mangled At the triangles of Moreton Bay 4 And when from bondage we are liberated, Our former sufferings shall fade from mind |
