Christy Moore - Back home in derry

In ^Emeighteen-o-three we ^Gsailed out to sea ^DOut from the ^Asweet town of ^EmDerry For Austr^Emalia bound, if we d^Gidn't all drown The m^Darks of our f^Aetters we c^Emarried In our ^Arusty iron chains we cr^Gied for our weans Our good w^Aomen we left in s^Bmorrow As the ^Emmain sails unfurled, our c^Gurses we hurled On the ^DEnglish and t^Ahoughts of t^Emomorrow ^Em

At the m^Emouth of the Foyle, bade fare^Gwell to the soil As ^Ddown below d^Aecks we were l^Emying O'D^Emoherty screamed, woken o^Gut of a dream By a ^Dvision of ^Abold Robert ^Emdying The ^Asun burnt cruel as we d^Gished out the gruel D^Aan O'Conner was down with a f^Bmever Sixty r^Emebels today, bound for B^Gotany Bay How ^Dmany will ^Areach their rec^Emeiver ^Em

^GOh oh oh ^Doh oh I w^Emish I was b^Dack home in ^EmDerry ^GOh oh oh ^Doh oh I w^Emish I was b^Dack home in ^EmDerry

I c^Emursed them to hell as our b^Gow fought the swell Our s^Dhip danced like a^A moth in the f^Emirelight White h^Emorses rode high as the d^Gevil passed by Taking ^Dsouls to H^Aades by tw^Emilight ^AFive weeks out to sea, we were ^Gnow forty-three We bu^Aried our comrades each m^Bmorning I^Emn our own slime we were l^Gost in the time ^DEndless night^A without dawni^Emng ^Em

^GOh oh oh oh^D oh I ^Emwish I was ^Dback home in Derry ^GOh oh oh ^Doh oh I w^Emish I was b^Dack home in ^EmDerry

V^Eman Diemen's Land is a ^Ghell for a man ^DTo end out hi^As whole life i^Emn slavery Where the c^Emlimate is raw and a ^Ggun makes the law Neither wi^Dnd nor rain c^Aare for b^Emravery Twenty ^Ayears have gone by, I have e^Gnded my bond A m My comrades' ghosts walk beside me A ^Emrebel I came, I'm st^Gill the same On the c^Dold winds of ^Anight you will f^Emind me ^Em

^GOh oh oh oh^D oh I ^Emwish I was ^Dback home in Derry ^GOh oh oh ^Doh oh I w^Emish I was b^Dack home in ^EmDerry