Botany Bay Video (MV)

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's laying at the quay
For to take old Pat with a shovel on his back
To the shores of Botany Bay

I'm on my way down to the quay Where the good ship Nell doth lay
To command a gang of navvies I was ordered to engage
I thought I would stop in for a while Before I sailed away
For to take a trip on an immigrant ship To the shores of Botany Bay

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's 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
Though pensions keep our jobs secure I shan't rue the day
When I take a trip on an immigrant ship To the shores of Botany Bay

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's laying at the quay
For to take old Pat with a shovel on his back
To the shores of Botany Bay

Well, the boss comes up this morning And he says, "Why, Pat, hello
If you do not mix the mortar quick To be sure you'll have to go"
Well, of course he did insult me I demanded all me pay
And I told him straight I was going to emigrate
To the shores of Botany Bay

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's laying at the quay
For to take old Pat with a shovel on his back
To the shores of Botany Bay

When I reach Australia I'll go and search for gold
There's plenty there for digging up Or so I have been told
Or maybe I'll go back to me trade Eight thousand bricks I'll lay
For an eight hour shift and an eight bob pay
On the shores of Botany Bay

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's laying at the quay
For to take old Pat with a shovel on his back
To the shores of Botany Bay
For to take old Pat with a shovel on his back
To the shores of Botany Bay