Virginnia Songtext
von Bob Fox

Now come all you young fellas where e′er you may be
Come listen a while and I'll tell you
For it′s many's the young man myself I have seen
More fitter to serve than to die on the string
But those hard-hearted judges how cruel they have been

For they've sent us poor lads to Virginia
For they′ve sent us poor lads to Virginia

Now when I was in service in fair London town
I worked long and hard for me master
′Til those pretty young ladies they led me astray
And me work I neglected for sport and for play
And for to maintain it robbed on the highway

And for that I was sent to Virginia
And for that I was sent to Virginia


Now when we got to Virginia, that cold shameful place
Which now I recall in me story
Our captain he stood with a whip and a cane
And he bargained for us poor souls out of hand
Like horses they yoked us that ploughed the salt main

And they sold us for slaves in Virginia
And they sold us for slaves in Virginia

Now when I robbed on the highway, well I lived at me ease
I laid down me head on soft feathers
With a glass in me hand and a lass on me knee
No robber in England lived better than me
Now me bed's the cold ground far across the salt sea

And how hard is me fate in Virginia
And how hard is me fate in Virginia

Oh England, oh England, I fear I′ll not see you more
If I do it's ten thousand to twenty
For me fingers they are rotting and me back it is sore
And I wander around right down at death′s door
But if I could just live to see seven years more

Well I'd soon bid farewell to Virginia
Yes I′d soon bid farewell to Virginia