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Moonshiner
04:48
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I've been a moonshiner
For seventeen long years
And I spent all my money
On whisky and beer
And I go to some hollow
And set up my still
If whisky don't kill me
Lord, I don't know what will
And I go to some barroom
To drink with my friends
Where the women they can't follow
To see what I spend
God bless them pretty women
I wish they was mine
With breath as sweet as
The dew on the vine
Let me eat when I'm hungry
Let me drink when I'm dry
Two dollars when I'm hard up
Religion when I die
The whole world is a bottle
And life is but a dram
When the bottle gets empty
Lord, it sure ain't worth a damn
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Jim Jones At Botany Bay
02:35
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Listen for a moment, lads
And hear me tell my tale
O'er the sea
From England shore
I was condemned to sail
Jury found me guilty, sir
And said the judge, said he
"For life, Jim Jones, I sentence you
Across the stormy sea"
But take my tip
Before you ship
To join the iron gang
Don't be too gay in Botany Bay
Or else you'll surely hang"
Or else you'll surely hang says he
"And after that, Jim Jones
High upon the gallows tree
The crows will pick your bones.
The winds were high upon the seas
When pirates came along
But the soldiers on our convict ship were full
Five hundred strong
The men upon our convict ship drove the pirate ship away
I'd rather drowned in misery than go to Botany Bay
Day and night in irons clad we work like galley slaves
Toil and toil and when we die must fill dishonored graves
by and by I'll break my chains and to the woods I'll go,
and I'll join up with the bush rangers, Captain Thunderbolt and Co.
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In this world of isolation, there are things that I have seen,
There are troubles I've endured and there's chains been put on me
One day I wish that I could just break free
In the heart of this great machine
I'll build bones of concrete, to keep me from all harm,
And with atomic power, I'll build a beating heart,
With a skin of steel and iron, I'll complete my work of art, in the heart of this great machine.
And I will fear no one, as I roll into town, and no one, neither man nor god, Will ever keep me down, oh yes it feels like I'm finally alone now.
Oh to stand before my enemies, and see their fear take hold, a living machine, with a man for a soul, only a desperate heart could be so bold, in the heart of this great machine
And I will fear no one, as I roll into town, and no one, neither man nor god, will ever keep me down, oh yes it feels like I'm finally alone now.
So I'll say goodbye to relatives and farewell to my friends, this modern day behemoth both my means and my end, my will cannot break, no it surely cannot bend, in the heart of this great machine
and I will fear no one, as I roll into town, and no one, neither man nor god, will ever cut me down, oh yes it feels like I'm finally alone now.
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St. James Infirmary
04:53
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Wayfaring Stranger
03:16
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