Sikken Låt!!!!

Hold me now, come hold me now,
till this hour hase gone around.
And I"m gone on the rising tide.
Fore to face Van Diemen"s land.
It"s a bitter pill i swallow here,To be rent frome 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 the dawning ageWhwn ahonest man sees an honest wage.
Hold me now, come hold me now,
Till this hour has gone around And I"m gone on the rising tideFor to face Van Diemen"s land/The Edge 1988