| Song | Jim Jones at Botany Bay (feat. Kurt Russell) |
| Artist | YoungStar |
| Album | The Hateful Eight (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack) |
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| [00:12.18] | Listen for a moment,lads, |
| [00:16.36] | and hear me tell my tale |
| [00:19.64] | How over the sea from England shore |
| [00:22.69] | I was condemned to sail |
| [00:26.24] | The jury found me guilty sir |
| [00:29.45] | And said the judge, said he: |
| [00:34.32] | For life, Jim Jones, |
| [00:36.37] | I’ll sentence you across the stormy sea |
| [00:41.45] | |
| [00:43.00] | But take my tip before you ship to join the iron gang |
| [00:49.64] | Don't be too gay in Botany Bay |
| [00:53.00] | or else you'll surely hang |
| [00:57.57] | Or else you'll surely hang, said he, |
| [01:00.77] | and after that, Jim Jones |
| [01:05.23] | High up...High upon... |
| [01:09.79] | High upon the gallows tree |
| [01:13.43] | the crows will pick your bones |
| [01:17.51] | |
| [01:19.35] | You'll have no chance for mischief then, |
| [01:22.46] | remember what I say |
| [01:25.93] | They'll flog the poaching out of you |
| [01:29.21] | out there on Botany Bay |
| [01:32.53] | Waves are high upon the sea, |
| [01:35.62] | the wind blows in gales |
| [01:40.41] | I'd rather drowned in misery |
| [01:43.95] | than come to New South Wales |
| [01:48.08] | |
| [01:48.40] | The wind blew high upon the sea |
| [01:52.00] | when the pirates came along |
| [01:55.23] | But the soldiers on our convict ship |
| [01:58.00] | were full five hundred strong |
| [02:02.09] | They opened fire and somehow drove that pirate ship away |
| [02:10.00] | I'd rather joined that pirate ship |
| [02:13.64] | than gone to Botany Bay |
| [02:17.34] | |
| [02:19.23] | And one dark night when everything is quiet in the town |
| [02:26.09] | I'll kill you bastards one and all, |
| [02:29.81] | and I’ll gun the floggers down |
| [02:33.29] | I'll give the law one little shock, |
| [02:36.29] | remember what I say |
| [02:40.96] | They'll yet regret they've sent Jim Jones |
| [02:43.39] | in chains to Botany Bay |
| [02:48.42] | |
| [02:51.30] | Ruth : that’s the one you like to sing in the stagecoach ,hah? |
| [02:57.49] | Domergue: em |
| [02:58.95] | Ruth :It’s kinda pretty, you gotta another verse to it? |
| [03:03.34] | Domergue: yeah, lots. |
| [03:06.38] | Ruth :I know. Go ahead, sing it. |
| [03:12.82] | Domergue: whatever you say, John |
| [03:18.15] | |
| [03:19.00] | Now day and night the irons clang |
| [03:22.77] | and like poor galley slaves |
| [03:26.20] | We toil and toil, and when we die |
| [03:29.58] | must fill dishonored graves |
| [03:33.12] | But by and by I'll break my chains into the bush I'll go |
| [03:40.78] | and you’ll be dead behind me John when I get to Mexico |
| [03:56.13] | |
| [03:56.45] | Ruth :give me that guitar |
| [04:01.00] | music time’s over |
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| [00:12.18] | Listen for a moment, lads, |
| [00:16.36] | and hear me tell my tale |
| [00:19.64] | How over the sea from England shore |
| [00:22.69] | I was condemned to sail |
| [00:26.24] | The jury found me guilty sir |
| [00:29.45] | And said the judge, said he: |
| [00:34.32] | For life, Jim Jones, |
| [00:36.37] | I' ll sentence you across the stormy sea |
| [00:41.45] | |
| [00:43.00] | But take my tip before you ship to join the iron gang |
| [00:49.64] | Don' t be too gay in Botany Bay |
| [00:53.00] | or else you' ll surely hang |
| [00:57.57] | Or else you' ll surely hang, said he, |
| [01:00.77] | and after that, Jim Jones |
| [01:05.23] | High up... High upon... |
| [01:09.79] | High upon the gallows tree |
| [01:13.43] | the crows will pick your bones |
| [01:17.51] | |
| [01:19.35] | You' ll have no chance for mischief then, |
| [01:22.46] | remember what I say |
| [01:25.93] | They' ll flog the poaching out of you |
| [01:29.21] | out there on Botany Bay |
| [01:32.53] | Waves are high upon the sea, |
| [01:35.62] | the wind blows in gales |
| [01:40.41] | I' d rather drowned in misery |
| [01:43.95] | than come to New South Wales |
| [01:48.08] | |
| [01:48.40] | The wind blew high upon the sea |
| [01:52.00] | when the pirates came along |
| [01:55.23] | But the soldiers on our convict ship |
| [01:58.00] | were full five hundred strong |
| [02:02.09] | They opened fire and somehow drove that pirate ship away |
| [02:10.00] | I' d rather joined that pirate ship |
| [02:13.64] | than gone to Botany Bay |
| [02:17.34] | |
| [02:19.23] | And one dark night when everything is quiet in the town |
| [02:26.09] | I' ll kill you bastards one and all, |
| [02:29.81] | and I' ll gun the floggers down |
| [02:33.29] | I' ll give the law one little shock, |
| [02:36.29] | remember what I say |
| [02:40.96] | They' ll yet regret they' ve sent Jim Jones |
| [02:43.39] | in chains to Botany Bay |
| [02:48.42] | |
| [02:51.30] | Ruth : that' s the one you like to sing in the stagecoach , hah? |
| [02:57.49] | Domergue: em |
| [02:58.95] | Ruth : It' s kinda pretty, you gotta another verse to it? |
| [03:03.34] | Domergue: yeah, lots. |
| [03:06.38] | Ruth : I know. Go ahead, sing it. |
| [03:12.82] | Domergue: whatever you say, John |
| [03:18.15] | |
| [03:19.00] | Now day and night the irons clang |
| [03:22.77] | and like poor galley slaves |
| [03:26.20] | We toil and toil, and when we die |
| [03:29.58] | must fill dishonored graves |
| [03:33.12] | But by and by I' ll break my chains into the bush I' ll go |
| [03:40.78] | and you' ll be dead behind me John when I get to Mexico |
| [03:56.13] | |
| [03:56.45] | Ruth : give me that guitar |
| [04:01.00] | music time' s over |
| ti: | |
| ar: | |
| al: | |
| [00:12.18] | Listen for a moment, lads, |
| [00:16.36] | and hear me tell my tale |
| [00:19.64] | How over the sea from England shore |
| [00:22.69] | I was condemned to sail |
| [00:26.24] | The jury found me guilty sir |
| [00:29.45] | And said the judge, said he: |
| [00:34.32] | For life, Jim Jones, |
| [00:36.37] | I' ll sentence you across the stormy sea |
| [00:41.45] | |
| [00:43.00] | But take my tip before you ship to join the iron gang |
| [00:49.64] | Don' t be too gay in Botany Bay |
| [00:53.00] | or else you' ll surely hang |
| [00:57.57] | Or else you' ll surely hang, said he, |
| [01:00.77] | and after that, Jim Jones |
| [01:05.23] | High up... High upon... |
| [01:09.79] | High upon the gallows tree |
| [01:13.43] | the crows will pick your bones |
| [01:17.51] | |
| [01:19.35] | You' ll have no chance for mischief then, |
| [01:22.46] | remember what I say |
| [01:25.93] | They' ll flog the poaching out of you |
| [01:29.21] | out there on Botany Bay |
| [01:32.53] | Waves are high upon the sea, |
| [01:35.62] | the wind blows in gales |
| [01:40.41] | I' d rather drowned in misery |
| [01:43.95] | than come to New South Wales |
| [01:48.08] | |
| [01:48.40] | The wind blew high upon the sea |
| [01:52.00] | when the pirates came along |
| [01:55.23] | But the soldiers on our convict ship |
| [01:58.00] | were full five hundred strong |
| [02:02.09] | They opened fire and somehow drove that pirate ship away |
| [02:10.00] | I' d rather joined that pirate ship |
| [02:13.64] | than gone to Botany Bay |
| [02:17.34] | |
| [02:19.23] | And one dark night when everything is quiet in the town |
| [02:26.09] | I' ll kill you bastards one and all, |
| [02:29.81] | and I' ll gun the floggers down |
| [02:33.29] | I' ll give the law one little shock, |
| [02:36.29] | remember what I say |
| [02:40.96] | They' ll yet regret they' ve sent Jim Jones |
| [02:43.39] | in chains to Botany Bay |
| [02:48.42] | |
| [02:51.30] | Ruth : that' s the one you like to sing in the stagecoach , hah? |
| [02:57.49] | Domergue: em |
| [02:58.95] | Ruth : It' s kinda pretty, you gotta another verse to it? |
| [03:03.34] | Domergue: yeah, lots. |
| [03:06.38] | Ruth : I know. Go ahead, sing it. |
| [03:12.82] | Domergue: whatever you say, John |
| [03:18.15] | |
| [03:19.00] | Now day and night the irons clang |
| [03:22.77] | and like poor galley slaves |
| [03:26.20] | We toil and toil, and when we die |
| [03:29.58] | must fill dishonored graves |
| [03:33.12] | But by and by I' ll break my chains into the bush I' ll go |
| [03:40.78] | and you' ll be dead behind me John when I get to Mexico |
| [03:56.13] | |
| [03:56.45] | Ruth : give me that guitar |
| [04:01.00] | music time' s over |