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Across the wide ocean 2018

They hunted us like deer
Across the island
Through famine, fire and fear
We sailed in tens of thousands

Across the wide ocean
Across the wide ocean
Across the wide ocean

Far away in our ships
With white sails

They said we’d have a farm
With land for growing
They offered us the choice
To starve or else be going

Across the wide ocean
Across the wide ocean
Across the wide ocean

Through sickness
hunger and gales

They said we’d no homes here
For they were burning
Take your children to the pier
For they’ll not be returning

Across the wide ocean
Across the wide ocean
Across the wide ocean

across the wild ocean / June tabor 2011
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