Hold me now,

Oh hold me now

'Til 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 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 this dawning age

When an honest man

Sees an honest wage

Hold me now,

Oh hold me now

'Til this hour

Has gone around

And I'm gone

On the rising tide

For to face Van Diemen's land