Australia

B

B
When I was a young man, my age seventeen
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I ought to have been serving Victoria, my Queen
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But them hard-hearted judges, oh, how cruel they be
                    E          F# B
For to send us poor lads to Australia

B
I fell in with a damsel, she was handsome and gay
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I neglected my work more and more everyday
                       B            E          B
And to keep her like a lady, I went on the highway
                   E          F# B     A   E
And for that I was sent to Australia

   B
Australia, Australia, I would ne'er see no more
                              F#
Worn out with the fever, cast down to Death's door
              B          E           B
And if I ever live, say, seven years more
                  E          F# B
I would soon bid adieu to Australia

B
Now the judges, they stand with their whips in their hands
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And they drive us like horses to plough up the land
                             B         E              B
You should see us poor young fellas, a-working in the gaol-yard
                 E          F# B     A   E
How cruel is our fate in Australia

   B
Australia, Australia, I would ne'er see no more
                              F#
Worn out with the fever, cast down to Death's door
              B          E           B
And if I ever live, say, seven years more
                  E          F# B
I would soon bid adieu to Australia

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