Luyện nghe bài hát Moreton Bay

One Sunday as I went walking
By Brisbane Waters I to stray
I heard a convict his fate
As on the sunny he lay

I am a of Erin's Ireland
But now from my native shore
stole me from my aged parents
And from the maiden whom I do

I've been a at Port Macquarie
At Island and Emu Plains
At Castle Hill and the Toongabbie
At all these settlements been in chains

But of all of condemnation
And penal stations in New South
To Bay I have found no equal
tyranny each day prevails

For three long I was beastly treated
And heavy irons on my legs I
My back flogging was lacerated
And oft times painted with my crimson

And a man from downright starvation
moldering now underneath the clay
And Captain he had us mangled
All On the triangles of Bay

Like the Egyptians and ancient
We were oppressed under yoke
Till a native black there in ambush
Did deal tyrant with his mortal stroke

My prisoners be exhilarated
That all such monsters like death may
And when from bondage liberated
Our former suffering shall will from mind