Paroles
Oh the times are hard and the wages low
Amelia, where you bound?
The Rocky Mountains is my home
Across the Western Ocean.
It's a land of plenty there you'll see
Amelia, where you bound?
I'm off across the Western Sea.
Across the Western Ocean.
To Liverpool I'll make my way
Amelia, where you bound?
To Liverpool that Yankee school.
Across the Western Ocean.
There's Liverpool Pat with his tarpaulin hat
Amelia, where you bound?
And Yankee John the packet rat.
Across the Western Ocean.
Beware those packet ships, I pray,
Amelia, where you bound?
They'll steal your stores and your clothes away.
Across the Western Ocean.
