Damien Dempsey - Sam jenkins

My n^Dame it is Sam J^Genkins I c^Dome from old Whitington^G Hill My p^Deople bow their^G heads down to the ^DLord of the ma^Anor ^Emstill. I gr^Dew up mean and ^Ghungry, d^Dirty and poor and ^Gsick I tr^Died my best for^G not to steal, too ^Dafraid of the ^AVan Diemen ^Emships

Well the ^Donly road to ^Gmoney it was the ^Droad to the army ^Ggates I ^Dtook that road in ’4^G5 with a g^Dang of my S^Ataffordshire ^Emmates We were s^Dhipped across to I^Greland some r^Debellions for to^G quell St^Dationed North of G^Galway in a l^Dandscape that ^Amirrored h^Emell

^BmWhen we sailed into Galway be^Afore my head and pride I will ne^Gver forget the skeletons with a cr^Bmazed look in thei^Gr eyes ^BmAnd their little children wailing as hu^Anger ate them alive ^GWhen I realised what I was doing there, with the ^Emshame I nearly^G died

The f^Dood removal reg^Giments, we were the^Dre to guard the ^Gfood Being^D shipped each d^Gay to England while the ^Dstarving th^Aey were su^Embdued They ^Dsaid we needed the fo^God more, for our h^Dungry boys ^Gabroad And the ^DIrish apes who fa^Grmed it they weren’t m^Den in the ^Aeyes of the^Em lord

^BmMy dear friend Billy Cooper he cou^Aldn’t console himself From a c^Gherry tree in the ba^Dck field he was h^Emanging by his bel^Gt ^BmIn the 41st foot regiment, just north^A of Galway town I fel^Gt myself the servent of a d^Emevil in a crown.^G

I ^Ddisobeyed an o^Grder, I refu^Dsed to shoot a m^Gan No^Dw stripped of my gun and u^Gniform I am b^Dound for Van ^ADiemen's l^Emand

You r^Dogues who rule Brit^Gannia May you^D burn in hell for^G good Us poo^Dr we do your dir^Gty work Then you di^Dne on our fles^Ah and blood ^Em