Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
[Verse 1]
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Come all ye gallant poachers that ramble void of care
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That walked out on a moonlight night with your dog, your gun, your snare
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The hare and the lofty pheasant, you have at your command
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Not thinking on your last career upon Van Diemen's Land
[Verse 2]
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Poor Thomas Brown from Nenagh Town, Jack Murphy and poor Joe
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Were three determined poachers, as the county well does know
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By the keepers of the land, me boys, one night they were trepanned
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And for fourteen years transported unto Van Diemen's Land
[Verse 3]
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The first day that we landed upon that fatal shore
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The planters came around us there might be twenty score
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They ranked us off like horses and they sold us out of hand
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And they yoked us to the plough, brave boys, to plough Van Diemen's Land
[Verse 4]
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The cottages we live in are built with sods of clay
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We have rotten straw for bedding, but we dare not say them nay
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Our cots we fence with wire and we slumber when we can
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To keep the wolves and tigers from us in Van Diemen's Land
[Verse 5]
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God bless our wives and families, likewise that happy shore,
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That isle of sweet contentment, which we shall see no more;
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As for the wretched females, See them we seldom can,
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There are fourteen men to every woman In Van Diemen's Land.
[Verse 6]
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Oft times when I do slumber, I have a pleasant dream
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With my sweetheart sitting near me, close by a purling stream
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I am roaming through old Ireland with my true love by the hand
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But awaken, broken hearted, upon Van Diemen's Land
[Verse 7]
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Oh, if I had a thousand pounds, all laid out in my hand
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I'd give it all for liberty, if that I could command
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Again to Ireland I'd return and I'd be a happy man
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And I'd bid farewell to poaching and to Van Diemen's Land
[Outro]
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Dm C C G Dm
Come all ye gallant poachers that ramble void of care
Dm C C Dm G
That walked out on a moonlight night with your dog, your gun, your snare
Dm C C G Dm
The hare and the lofty pheasant, you have at your command
Dm C C G Dm
Not thinking on your last career upon Van Diemen's Land
[Verse 2]
Dm C C G Dm
Poor Thomas Brown from Nenagh Town, Jack Murphy and poor Joe
Dm C C Dm G
Were three determined poachers, as the county well does know
Dm C C G Dm
By the keepers of the land, me boys, one night they were trepanned
Dm C C G Dm
And for fourteen years transported unto Van Diemen's Land
[Verse 3]
Dm C C G Dm
The first day that we landed upon that fatal shore
Dm C C Dm G
The planters came around us there might be twenty score
Dm C C G Dm
They ranked us off like horses and they sold us out of hand
Dm C C G Dm
And they yoked us to the plough, brave boys, to plough Van Diemen's Land
[Verse 4]
Dm C C G Dm
The cottages we live in are built with sods of clay
Dm C C Dm G
We have rotten straw for bedding, but we dare not say them nay
Dm C C G Dm
Our cots we fence with wire and we slumber when we can
Dm C C G Dm
To keep the wolves and tigers from us in Van Diemen's Land
[Verse 5]
Dm C C G Dm
God bless our wives and families, likewise that happy shore,
Dm C C Dm G
That isle of sweet contentment, which we shall see no more;
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As for the wretched females, See them we seldom can,
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There are fourteen men to every woman In Van Diemen's Land.
[Verse 6]
Dm C C G Dm
Oft times when I do slumber, I have a pleasant dream
Dm C C Dm G
With my sweetheart sitting near me, close by a purling stream
Dm C C G Dm
I am roaming through old Ireland with my true love by the hand
Dm C C G Dm
But awaken, broken hearted, upon Van Diemen's Land
[Verse 7]
Dm C C G Dm
Oh, if I had a thousand pounds, all laid out in my hand
Dm C C Dm G
I'd give it all for liberty, if that I could command
Dm C C G Dm
Again to Ireland I'd return and I'd be a happy man
Dm C C G Dm
And I'd bid farewell to poaching and to Van Diemen's Land
[Outro]
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Dara Maclean
Daramuda
Daran
Darath
Darbuka Siva
Dario Castro
Dario Moreno
Dario Witt
Dario Y La Gira
Dario Zumkeller