Farewell to your bricks & mortar,
Farewell to your dirty lies,
Farewell to your gangers & your gang-planks,
And to hell with your over-time.
For the good ship Ragamuffin,
Is lying at the quay,
For to take bold Pat,
With a shovel on his back,
To the shores of Botany Bay...........

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And when we reach Australia,
We'll go and dig for gold,
There's plenty there for diggin'
Or so I have been told.....

More looking forward to emigration, rather than happy after the event. I can't remember which group did it though....