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Then blow, ye winds, then blow
And a-rovin' I will go
I'll stay no more on England's shore
To hear the fiddles play
For I'm on the move to me own true love
Ten thousand miles away

Oh, my true love was beautiful
And my true love was gay
But she's taken a trip on a Government ship
Bound out for Botany Bay
Bound out for Botany Bay, me boys
And though she's far away
I'll never forget me own true love
Ten thousand miles away

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Then blow, ye winds, then blow
And a-rovin' I will go
I'll stay no more on England's shore
To hear the fiddles play
For I'm on the move to me own true love
Ten thousand miles away

Oh, it was a summer's morning
When last I seen me Meg
She'd a Government band around her hand
And another one round her leg
And another one round her leg, me boys
As the big ship left the bay
"Adieu, me love, remember me
Ten thousand miles away"

Then blow, ye winds, then blow
And a-rovin' I will go
I'll stay no more on England's shore
To hear the fiddles play
For I'm on the move to me own true love
Ten thousand miles away

I wished I was a bosun
Or a sailor without fear
I'd man a boat and away I'd float
And straight to me true love steer
And straight to me true love steer, me boys
Where the whales and dolphin play
Where the whales and sharks are havin' their larks
Ten thousand miles away

Then blow, ye winds, then blow
And a-rovin' I will go
I'll stay no more on England's shore
To hear the fiddles play
For I'm on the move to me own true love
Ten thousand miles away

Oh, the sun may shine through the London fog
Or the river run quite clear
Or the ocean brine turn into wine
Or I forget me beer
Or I forget me beer, me boys
Or the landlord's quarter-pay
But I'll never forget me own true love
Ten thousand miles away

Then blow, ye winds, then blow
And a-rovin' I will go
I'll stay no more on England's shore
To hear the fiddles play
For I'm on the move to me own true love
Ten thousand miles away

Writer(s): Ian Mccalman, Nicholas David Keir

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