University of Glamorgan
Gaelic Football Club

Chorus:

Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!
I wish I was back home in Derry.
Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!
I wish I was back home in Derry.

I cursed them to hell as our bow fought the swell.
Our ship danced like a moth in the firelight.
White horses rode high as the devil passed by
Taking souls to Hades by twilight.
Five weeks out to sea we were now forty-three
Our comrades we buried each morning.
In our own slime we were lost in a time,
Endless night without dawning.

Chorus:

Van Diemen's Land is a hell for a man,
To live out his life in slavery,
Where the climate is raw and the gun makes the law.
Neither wind nor rain cares for bravery.
Twenty years have gone by and I�ve ended me bond
And comrades' ghosts are behind me.
A rebel I came and I'll die the same,

From the green and lovely lanes in Killeshandra.
Come tell us how you slew them poor arabs two by two
Like the Zulu they had spears and bows and arrows
How you bravely faced each one with your 16 pounder gun
Till you frightened them poor natives to their marrow.

Chorus:

Come let us hear you tell how you saved the great Parnell
When you thought him well and truly persecuted
Where are the sneers and jeers that you bravely let us hear
When our heroes of '16 were executed.

Chorus:

Well the time is coming fast and will surely come at last
When each yeoman will be cut aside before us
And if there'd be a need, sure my kids would sing Godspeed
To a verse or two of "Stephen Beehann's Chorus".

Chorus:

On the cold winds of night you will find me.