Roaring Forties - The Go Set

Well I met a fervent lady in the splendour of the night

And a harlot is a curse and so began my plight

I am a poor unhappy soul within these walls I lay

And transportation sentenced, I’m going far away

I spent ever sovereign to maintain the lofty dame

And when it all ran out she treated me with disdain

So upon her orders I began a life to plunder

But now she is long gone and I am left to wonder

So here I ride on the roaring forties

She d tear for seven years in a foreign land

Here I ride on the roaring forties

She d tear for seven years a forsaken man

Well I was a young man proud, but I turned a common thief

A man will do most anything for a woman s spell beneath

My aged parents proud, they bitterly did cry

They bid farewell their son, and his soul, goodbye

So come all you native boys, come and gather round

I’ll tell you all the story of why I’m ironbound

I stood before the judge and was sentenced for my ways

He said my lad you are transported — To Botany Bay

So here I ride on the roaring forties

She’d tear for seven years in a foreign land

Here I ride on the roaring forties

She d tear for seven years a forsaken man