Luyện nghe bài hát Moreton Bay

One morning as I went walking
By Brisbane I chanced to stray
I heard a convict his bewailing
As on the riverbank he lay

I am a native of Ireland
But banished now my native shore
They stole me my aged parents
And from the whom I do adore

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

But of all of condemnation
And stations in New South Wales
To Moreton Bay I found no equal
Excessive tyranny each day

For long years I was beastly treated
And heavy irons on my I wore
My back from was lacerated
And oft times painted with my gore

And many a man from starvation
Lies moldering now the clay
And Captain Logan he had us
All On the of Moreton Bay

Like the and ancient Hebrews
We were oppressed Logan's yoke
Till a native black lying there in
Did deal this with his mortal stroke

My fellow prisoners be
That all such like death may find
And when from bondage we're
Our former suffering shall fade from mind