Lyrics:
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Oh, the times are hard and the wages are low
Amelia, where you bound for?
The Rocky Mountains is my home
Across the Western Ocean
Beware these packet ships I say
They'll steal your stores and clothes away
There's Liverpool Pat with his tarpaulin hat
And Yankee John the packet rat
Father and Mother, say goodbye
Brother and sister, don't you cry
That land of promise there you'll see,
I'm bound across that Western Sea,
To Liverpool I'll take my way,
To Liverpool, that Yankee school,
There's Liverpool Pat with his tarpaulin hat,
And Yankee John, the packet rat,
Beware these packet ships, I pray,
They steal your stores and clothes away,
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