The Black Ship
One cold and bright spring morning / As I was walking out alone
I saw a chicken running / And I thought of you at home
Not caring it might trouble the Queen
But the law is hard and thorough / And it leads to Newgate gaol
I stood at the Assizes / And my freedom was curtailed
They sent me down to Woolwich / And gave me slop for clothes
Now the Retribution has me in its hold
Hannah don't you curse me / Hannah don't desert me
Hannah don't you wish me wrong
Hannah they will work me / Hannah they will hurt me
Hannah I will lay in the Black Ship until my transport comes
My limbs are double ironed / I can barely stand up straight
We live on pease and ox-cheek / And no man calls me mate
They took my final ha’penny / They took away my soul
When I objected they threw me in the Hole
We march down to Woolwich Warren / Every day at dawn
Throw ballast from the lighters / That someone else has drawn
Some are set to driving piles / Some sift and spread the muck
And all we have in common / Is we all ran out of luck
In my dreams I bring you flowers / And every day is May
We go walking by the river / That’s when I come awake
To the sickly waves a-slapping / Against this rotten wreck
And the Overseer’s footsteps on the deck
One day, if I live that long / I’ll ship for New South Wales
And never see my home again / Or touch the girl I failed
And the thing that hurts the hardest / More than being broke apart
Is knowing it was I that broke your heart
© MarkGSongs 2016