By Robert Gerald Sands
Arranged by Aaron Shindledecker and Benjamin Stahl

Aaron Shindledecker: lead vocals
Mairead Alexander: fiddle, vocals
Scott Shindledecker: drums, vocals
Andrew O’Brien: bass, vocals
Barry O’Brien: guitar, vocals

Also:
Benjamin Stahl: melodica, guitar, vocals
Erick Mark: vocals

Recorded by Benjamin Stahl
Mixed by Sean Mercer
Mastered by Mat Leffler-Schulman

Lyrics

In 1803, we sailed out to sea
Out from the sweet town of Derry
For Australia bound if we didn't all drown
And the marks of our fetters we carried
In our rusty iron chains we cried for our weans
All the pretty girls that we left in sorrow
As the mainsails unfurled, our curses we hurled
On the English and thoughts of tomorrow

Oh... I wish I was back home in Derry
Oh... I wish I was back home in Derry

I cursed them to hell as her bow fought the swell
Our ship danced like a moth in the firelight
White horses rode high as the devil passed by
Taking souls to Hades by twilight
Sixty rebels today bound for Botany Bay
Many came down with a fever
Five weeks out to sea, we had lost forty-three
How many would meet their receiver

Oh... I wish I was back home in Derry
Oh... I wish I was back home in Derry

What do you do with a drunken sailor
What do you do with a drunken sailor
What do you do with a drunken sailor
Early in the morning
Way, hey, and up she rises
Way, hey, and up she rises
Way, hey, and up she rises
Early in the morning

Oh...I wish I was back home in Derry
Oh...I wish I was back home in Derry

Van Diemen's land is a hell for a man
To end out his whole life in slavery
Where the climate is raw and the gun makes the law
Neither wind nor rain care for bravery
Twenty years have gone by, I've ended my bond
My comrades’ ghosts walk behind me
A rebel I came. And I'm still the same
On the cold winter's night you will find me

Oh...I wish I was back home in Derry
Oh...I wish I was back home in Derry
Oh...I wish I was back home in Derry
Oh...I wish I was back home in Derry