X:2250 T:Back Home in Derry R:song C:Lyrics by Bobby Sands (1954-1981), tune by Gordon Lightfoot (Canada) Z:id:hn-song-78 M:3/4 L:1/8 Q:1/4=140 K:Ador G2 | A2 A2 A2 | A2 (B2 A2) | G2 E2 E2 | E6 | G2 G2 G2 | F2 E2 D2 | E2 A,4- | A,4 G2 | A2 A2 A2 | A2 B2 A2 | G2 E2 E2 | E4 EF | G2 G2 G2 | F2 E2 D2 | E2 A,4- | A,4 || G2 | A2 A2 A2 | A2 (B2 A2) | G2 E2 E2 | E4 GG | A2 A4 | A2 B2 A2 | G2 E4- | E4 GG | A2 A2 A2 | A2 (B2 A2) | G2 E2 E2 | E4 EF | G2 G2 GG | F2 E2 D2 | E2 A4- | A6 || (c6- | c2 B2 A2) | (B6- | B2 A2 G2) | A2 A2 A2 | G2 A2 B2 | B2 A4- | A6 | (c6- | c2 B2 A2) | (B6- | B2 A2 G2) | A2 A2 A2 | G2 A2 B2 | B2 A4- | A6 || W:In 1803 we sailed out to sea W:Out from the sweet town of Derry W:For Australia bound if we didn't all drown W:And the marks of our fetters we carried. W:In rusty iron chains we sighed for our wains W:As our good wives we left in sorrow. W:As the mainsails unfurled our curses we hurled W:On the English and thoughts of tomorrow. W: W:Chorus: W:Oh, oh... I wish I was back home in Derry. W:Oh, oh... I wish I was back home in Derry. W: W:At the mouth of the Foyle, bid farewell to the soil W:As down below decks we were lying W:O'Doherty screamed, woken out of a dream W:By a vision of bold Robert dying W:The sun burned cruel as we dished out the gruel W:Dan O'Connor was down with a fever W:Sixty rebels today bound for Botany Bay W:How many will meet their receiver W: W:Chorus W: W:I cursed them to hell as our bow fought the swell. W:Our ship danced like a moth in the firelight. W:White horses rode high as the devil passed by W:Taking souls to Hades by twilight. W:Five weeks out to sea we were now forty-three W:Our comrades we buried each morning. W:In our own slime we were lost in a time. W:Of endless night without dawning. W: W:Chorus W: W:Van Diemen's land is a hell for a man W:To live out his life in slavery. W:Where the climate is raw and the gun makes the law. W:Neither wind nor rain care for bravery. W:Twenty years have gone by and I've ended me bond W:My comrades' ghosts walk behind me. W:A rebel I came and I'm still the same. W:On the cold winds of night you will find me. W: W:Chorus