Van Diemen's Land
A song in the key of Edor
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Abc notation for Van Diemen's Land
X:2193
T:Van Diemen's Land
R:song
H:slow, free rhythm
Z:id:hn-song-21
M:3/4
L:1/8
Q:1/4=100
K:Edor
(B,D) | E4 E2 | {A}B4 (AB) | (A3{BA} F E2) | D4 (DE) | (F3{GF} E) ((3FAB) | A2 (A2{BA} F2) | HE4
(B,D) | E2 E4 | ({d}e4) de | (d3{ed} B) A2 | G4 GA | (B3{cB} A) ((3Bde) | d2 (d2{ed} B2) | HA4
A2 | A4 A2 | ({d}e4) (de) | (d3{ed} B A2) | G4 (GA) | (B d3) B2 | (A3{BA} G) E2 | HD4
B,D | E E3-E2 | ({A}B4) (AB) | (A3{BA} F) E2 | D4 (DE) | (F3{GF} E) ((3FAB) | A2 (A2{BA} F2) | HE4 ||
W:Come all you gallant poachers who wander void of care,
W:Who wander out on a moonlit night with your dog, your gun and snare,
W:The hare and lofty pheasant you have at your command,
W:Never thinking of a long career upon Van Diemen's land.
W:
W:Young Thomas Brown from Nenagh town, Jack Murphy and poor Joe,
W:Where three determined poachers, the county well does know,
W:By the keeper of the land, one night, the three they were trepanned,
W:And for fourteen years transported unto Van Diemen's Land.
W:
W:The first day that we landed upon that fatal shore,
W:The planters gathered around us, they might be twenty score,
W:They ranked us off like horses and sold us out of hand,
W:And they yoked us to the plough, me boys, to plough Van Diemen's Land.
W:
W:The cottages we live in, they are built with sods and mud,
W:We have rotten straw for bedding but we dare not say a word,
W:Out hearts are filled with fire and we slumber when we can,
W:But awaken broken hearted, all in Van Diemen's Land
W:
W:Oft times when I lay sleeping, I have a pleasant dream
W:I think I'm home in Ireland, down by a pleasant stream
W:Strolling in the evening with my true love by the hand
W:But awaken broken hearted, all in Van Diemen's Land
W:
W:Oh, if I had a thousand pounds today, all laid out in my hand
W:I'd give it all for liberty if it I could command
W:Once more to Ireland I'd return and I'd be a happy man
W:And I'd bid farewell to poaching likewise to Van Diemen's Land