Hold me now oh hold me now. Till this hour has gone around. And I gone on the rising tide. For to face Van Diemen's land.. It's a bitter pill I swallow here. To be rent from one so dear.. We fought for justice and not for gain. But the magistrate sent me away.. Hold me now oh hold me now. Till this hour has gone around. And I gone on the rising tide. For to face Van Diemen's land.. Now kings will rule and the poor will toil. And tear their hands as they tear the soil. But a day will come in this dawning age. When an honest man sees an honest wage.. Hold me now oh hold me now. Till this hour has gone around. And I'm gone on the rising tide. For to face Van Diemen's Land.