Van Diemen's Land

Intro



Hold me now,

hold me now

Till 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 a 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 the downing age

When an honest man sees an honest wage


Hold me now, hold me now
Till this hour has gone around
And I´m gone on the rising tide
For to face Van Diemen´s land