Tuning: E A D G B E

[Verse]

^EmWe left Macquarie Harbour it was in the pouring rain None of us quite sure if we would s^Dee England again ^CSome fool muttered de^Dath or li^Emberty

There was six of us together a jolly hungry crew

And as the days went by you know our h^Dunger quickly grew ^CSome fool muttered d^Death or libe^Emrty

[Pre-Chorus]

^DSo that night we made fires out of t^Emwigs and out of bark ^DAnd our stomachs they were grumbling all t^Emhrough the night so dark ^DWe were only trying to keep ourselves alive

But when the sun came up next morning well the six had turned to five [Chorus]

^N.C.And I said, ^Emright there's a^Dnother one, do^Cn't you fr^Down ^EmChew the m^Deat and h^Cold it d^Down, It^Em's a tal^De they w^Con't beli^Deve When I get down to Hobart to^Emwn

[Verse 2]

^EmAll five of us were nervous and I'll tell you that's a fact Bu you should have seen the bastard who was ^Dcarrying the axe ^CHe was a sick man he had ^Dmurder in his he^Emart

^EmAnd then we reached the Franklin River, and it took two days to cross ^EmWe were wet and almost stadrvin' and for ^Dfood were at a loss We were ^Chungry men with m^Durder on our m^Eminds

So that ^Dnight we made a fire out of t^Emwigs and out of bark And our s^Dtomachs they were rumbling all ^Emthrough the night so dark And t^Dhey were making noises the dead could not ignore ^DAnd when the sun came up next morning ^DThe five had turned to four!

[Chorus]

^N.C.And I said, ^Emright there's a^Dnother one, do^Cn't you fr^Down ^EmChew the m^Deat and h^Cold it d^Down, It^Em's a tal^De they w^Con't beli^Deve When I get down to Hobart to^Emwn

[Verse 3]

^EmWell the four of us kept marching to a place called Western Teirs ^EmA country full of tasty game but for ^Dus it held no cheer We had no ^Emguns we were tr^Daveling without h^Emope

But the axe it loomed so ominous and God's hand was at play

A sick man is a type of game which ^Dcan not run away So stay e^Casy, my poor ^Dman, your time's at h^Emand

So that n^Dight we made fires out of tw^Emigs and out of bark And our st^Domachs they were grumbling all throu^Emgh the night so dark I can't sa^Dy I feel guilty, after all it wasn't me

But when the sun came up next morning the four had turned to three [Chorus]

^N.C.And I said, ^Emright there's a^Dnother one, do^Cn't you fr^Down ^EmChew the m^Deat and h^Cold it d^Down, It^Em's a tal^De they w^Con't beli^Deve When I get down to Hobart to^Emwn

[Verse 4]

Well the t^Emhree of us kept moving but one was fading fast He had been bitten by a snake and you could s^Dee he would not last Stay ea^Csy my good m^Dan your time is at h^Emand ^EmAnd when he could last no longer his days were fading fast We were far to weak to carry him subs^Distency comes first Stay ea^Csy my good ^Dman your time is at h^Emand

So that n^Dight we made fires out of tw^Emigs and out of bark And our st^Domachs they were grumbling all th^Emrough the night so dark It was a me^Dssy job but it was one we had to do

But when the sun came up next morning (guess what) the three had turned to two [Chorus]

^N.C.And I said, ^Emright there's a^Dnother one, do^Cn't you fr^Down ^EmChew the m^Deat and h^Cold it d^Down, It^Em's a tal^De they w^Con't beli^Deve When I get down to Hobart to^Emwn

[Verse 5]

Now he had been lo^Emoking at me funny, sort of eyeing me for days And you would not need to be too bright to kn^Dow that bastard's ways: He was a si^Cck man, he had m^Durder in his he^Emart

But even bastards have to rest, and even bastards have to sleep

And when he was in the land of Nod straight o^Dver I did creep And the a^Cxe that he had wie^Dlded now was m^Emine

So that nig^Dht, I made the fire, out of twi^Emgs and out of bark And my st^Domach it kept rumbling all thr^Emough the night so dark I can't sa^Dy that I enjoyed it, and it wasn't exactly fun

But when the sun came up next morning, the two had turned to one! [Chorus]

^N.C.And I said, ^Emright there's a^Dnother one, do^Cn't you fr^Down ^EmChew the m^Deat and h^Cold it d^Down, It^Em's a tal^De they w^Con't beli^Deve When I get down to Hobart to^Emwn

[Verse 6]

^EmWell now history is a pack of lies, as any fool can tell ^EmSo when I got down to Hobart town I told my story well But do you th^Dink they would believe one word I s^Emaid? ^EmFor they thought that I was covering for my mates still at large ^EmSaid they'd be roaming in the bu^Dsh so wild and free And b^Cack to old Macquarie Ha^Drbour they sent ^Emme

But ^DI remember the fires made out of twigs and made of b^Emark And my st^Domach it was grumbling all through the night so d^Emark And th^Dis young fool he just said to me it's liberty or death

And he looked a rather tasty one, I just could not help it singing [Chorus]

^N.C.And I said, ^Emright there's a^Dnother one, do^Cn't you fr^Down ^EmChew the m^Deat and h^Cold it d^Down, It^Em's a tal^De they w^Con't beli^Deve When I get down to Hobart to^Emwn

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