Van Diemen’s Land

Hold me now,
Oh hold me now
‘Til this hour
Has gone around
And I’m gone
On the rising tide
For to face
Van Diemen’s land

It’s a bitter pill
I swallow here
To be rent from one so dear
We fought for justice
And not for gain
But the magistrate
Sent me away

Now kings will rule
And the poor will toil
And tear their hands
As they tear the soil
But a day will come
In this dawning age
When an honest man
Sees an honest wage

Hold me now,
Oh hold me now
‘Til this hour
Has gone around
And I’m gone
On the rising tide
For to face Van Diemen’s land