Sam Jenkins Damien Dempsey - Soulsun 2017
[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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My name it is Sam Jenkins I come from old Whitington Hill
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My people bow their heads down to the Lord of the manor still.
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I grew up mean and hungry, dirty and poor and sick
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I tried my best for not to steal, too afraid of the Van Diemen ships
[Verse 2]
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Well the only road to money it was the road to the army gates
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I took that road in ’45 with a gang of my Staffordshire mates
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We were shipped across to Ireland some rebellions for to quell
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Stationed North of Galway in a landscape that mirrored hell
[Verse 3]
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When we sailed into Galway before my head and pride
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I will never forget the skeletons with a crazed look in their eyes
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And their little children wailing as hunger ate them alive
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When I realised what I was doing there, with the shame I nearly died
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The food removal regiments, we were there to guard the food
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Being shipped each day to England while the starving they were subdued
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They said we needed the food more, for our hungry boys abroad
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And the Irish apes who farmed it they weren’t men in the eyes of the lord
[Verse 5]
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My dear friend Billy Cooper he couldn’t console himself
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From a cherry tree in the back field he was hanging by his belt
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In the 41st foot regiment, just north of Galway town
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I felt myself the servent of a devil in a crown.
[Verse 6]
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I disobeyed an order, I refused to shoot a man
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Now stripped of my gun and uniform
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I am bound for Van Diemen's land
[Verse 7]
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You rogues who rule Britannia
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May you burn in hell for good
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Us poor we do your dirty work
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Then you dine on our flesh and blood
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