Luyện nghe bài hát Moreton Bay

One Sunday morning as I walking
By Brisbane Waters I chanced to
I a convict his fate bewailing
As on the riverbank he lay

I am a native of Erin's
But banished now from my native
They me from my aged parents
And the maiden whom I do adore

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

But of all places of
And penal stations in New South
To Moreton Bay I found no equal
Excessive tyranny day prevails

For long years I was beastly treated
And heavy on my legs I wore
My back from flogging was
And oft times painted my crimson gore

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

Like the and ancient Hebrews
We were under Logan's yoke
Till a native black there in ambush
Did deal this tyrant with his stroke

My prisoners be exhilarated
That all such monsters death may find
And when from we're liberated
Our former suffering shall will fade from