Jim Jones - At botany bay

^Csus4Come and ^Clisten ^Csus4for a ^Cmoment, lads, And hear me tell my ^Ftale. How a^Ccross the sea from ^GEngland I ^Fwas condemned to ^Gsail. Now the ^Cjury foun^Csus4d me ^Cguilty, Then says the judge, says ^Fhe, "Oh, for ^Clife, Jim Jones, I'm ^Gsending you A^Fcross the stormy ^Csea^Csus4. But ^Ftake a tip before you ship To ^Cjoin the ^Csus4iron g^Cang. Don't ^Fget too gay in Botany Bay, Or ^Celse you'll ^Csus4surely^{C G}hang. Or ^Celse you'll sure^Csus4ly ^Chang," says he. "And after that, Jim ^FJones, It's high ^Cup upon the ^Ggallows tree The ^Fcrows will pick your ^Cbones."