Push for PORTER

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Farewell to Old England forever
Farewell to my rum culls as well
Farewell to the well known Old Bailee
Where I used for to cut such a swell

Singing toorali-orali-addity
Singing toorali-oolari-ai
Singing toorali-ollari-addity
We're bound for Botany Bay

'Taint leaving Old England we cares about
'Taint 'cos we mispells wot we knows
But becos all we light fingered gentry
Hop's around with a log on our toes

There's the captain as is our commander
There's bo'sun and all the ship's crew
There's first and the second class passengers
Knows what we poor convicts goes through

Oh had I wings of a turtle-dove
I'd soar on my pinions so high
Slap bang to the arms of my Polly love
And in her sweet presence I'd die

Now all my young Dookies and Duchesses
Take warning from what I've to say
Mind all is your own as you toucheses
Or you'll find us in Botany Bay