From the bells in England’s prison cells
In ’67 one last time
They filled up a southbound floating jail
And on its fateful passage it set sail
And aboard that vessel too did go
Some sixty Fenian boys
They were loaded on the Hougoumont
And led out amidst the cry:
[Chorus]
“Farewell to all the convict ways
To being slaves without the name of slaves
Farewell to all the convict ways
They’ll be the last we’ll see in irons and chains”
And with them as they sped the wild waves o’er
Bringing poеtry and news
With their spirits overhеad did soar
A sage and wild goose
And when around that final coast they’d steer
Into famed Freemantle Bay
It’s reported that all souls on board
Heard the wild waves and the wild winds say:
In ’67 one last time
They filled up a southbound floating jail
And on its fateful passage it set sail
And aboard that vessel too did go
Some sixty Fenian boys
They were loaded on the Hougoumont
And led out amidst the cry:
[Chorus]
“Farewell to all the convict ways
To being slaves without the name of slaves
Farewell to all the convict ways
They’ll be the last we’ll see in irons and chains”
And with them as they sped the wild waves o’er
Bringing poеtry and news
With their spirits overhеad did soar
A sage and wild goose
And when around that final coast they’d steer
Into famed Freemantle Bay
It’s reported that all souls on board
Heard the wild waves and the wild winds say:
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