Back Home In Derry by Christy Moore 

   
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In 1803 we sailed out to sea  
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 Out from the sweet town of Derry   
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For Australia bound if we didn't all drown          
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And the marks of our fetters we carried        
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 In our rusty iron chains we sighed for our weans
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Our good women we left in sorrow        
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 As the mainsails unfurled, our curses we hurled      
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 On the English, and thoughts of tomorrow   
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 Oh..Oh... I wish I was back home in Derry    
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 Oh..Oh... I wish I was back home in Derry