Farewell to old England for ever
Farewell to my rum coes as well
Farewell to the well-known Old Bailey
Where I used for to cut such a swell
Singing too-ral-li, oo-ral-li, addity
Singing too-ral-li, oo-ral-li, ay
Singing too-ral-li, oo-ral-li, addity
For we're bound for Botany Bay
There's the captain what is our commander
There's the bo'sun and all the ship's crew
There's the first- and the second-class passengers
Knows what we poor convicts go through
Singing too-ral-li, oo-ral-li, addity
Singing too-ral-li, oo-ral-li, ay
Singing too-ral-li, oo-ral-li, addity
For we're bound for Botany Bay
'Taint leaving old England we cares about
'Taint cos we mis-spells what we knows
But because all we light-fingered gentry
Hops around with a log on our toes
Singing too-ral-li, oo-ral-li, addity
Singing too-ral-li, oo-ral-li, ay
Singing too-ral-li, oo-ral-li, addity
For we're bound for Botany Bay
Now all you young Dookies and Duchesses
Take warning to what we do say:
Mind all is not yours as you toucheses
Or you'll find us in Botany Bay
Singing too-ral-li, oo-ral-li, addity
Singing too-ral-li, oo-ral-li, ay
Singing too-ral-li, oo-ral-li, addity
For we're bound for Botany Bay
Oh, had I the wings of a turtle-dove
I'd soar on my pinions so high
Slapping to the arms of my Polly love
And there I'd be willing to die
Singing too-ral-li, oo-ral-li, addity
Singing too-ral-li, oo-ral-li, ay
Singing too-ral-li, oo-ral-li, addity
For we're bound for Botany Bay
