[Verse]
I'm on me way down to the quay, where the big ship lies in bay,
To command a gang of navvies, I was told to engage,
I thought I'd drop in for a drink, before I went away,
For to take a trip on an emigrant ship to the shores of Botany Bay.

[Chorus]
Farewell to your bricks and mortar, farewell to your dirty lime,
Farewell to your gangways and your gang planks and to hell with your overtime,
For the good ship Ragamuffin is lying at the quay,
For to take old Pat with the shovel on his back to the shores of Botany Bay.

[Verse]
Well the boss came up this morning, well he said, "Well Pat, hello,
If you don't get them navvies out, I'm afraid you'll have to go",
So I asked him for me wages and demanded all me pay,
And I told him straight I would emigrate to the shores of Botany Bay.

[Chorus]
Farewell to your bricks and mortar, farewell to your dirty lime,
Farewell to your gangways and your gang planks and to hell with your overtime,
For the good ship Ragamuffin is lying at the quay,
For to take old Pat with the shovel on his back to the shores of Botany Bay.

[Verse]
The best years of our lives we spent out working on the docks,
Building mighty wharfs and quays of earth and ballast rocks,
Our pensions keep our lives secure but I'll not rue the day,
When I'll take the trip on an immigrant ship to the shores of Botany Bay.

[Chorus]
Farewell to your bricks and mortar, farewell to your dirty lime,
Farewell to your gangways and your gang planks and to hell with your overtime,
For the good ship Ragamuffin is lying at the quay,
For to take old Pat with the shovel on his back to the shores of Botany Bay.

[Verse]
And when I reach Australia, I'll go and search for gold,
There's plenty there for digging up or so I have been told,
Or I might go back into me trade, eight hundred bricks I'll lay,
For an eight hour day and an eight bob pay on the shores of Botany Bay.

[Chorus]
Farewell to your bricks and mortar, farewell to your dirty lime,
Farewell to your gangways and your gang planks and to hell with your overtime,
For the good ship Ragamuffin is lying at the quay,
For to take old Pat with the shovel on his back to the shores of Botany Bay.

[Verse]
I'm on me way down to the quay, where the big ship lies in bay,
To command a gang of navvies, I was told to engage,
I thought I'd drop in for a drink, before I went away,
For to take a trip on an emigrant ship to the shores of Botany Bay.

[Chorus]
Farewell to your bricks and mortar, farewell to your dirty lime,
Farewell to your gangways and your gang planks and to hell with your overtime,
For the good ship Ragamuffin is lying at the quay,
For to take old Pat with the shovel on his back to the shores of Botany Bay.

[Chorus]
Farewell to your bricks and mortar, farewell to your dirty lime,
Farewell to your gangways and your gang planks and to hell with your overtime,
For the good ship Ragamuffin is lying at the quay,
For to take old Pat with the shovel on his back to the shores of Botany Bay.