Ted Holworth was a great man
whose money came from the sea
All the respectable parishioners
were admiring of his iron-like devotion (x2)
Doubtlessly, he did not very much conflate
Business and emotion
But his words were sincere
That's at least what people said (x2)
He had all the traits of an honest man
But the truth must be said
There was a dark side to him
And his ships were cursed (x2)
They carried to the antipodes
Men chained by the foot
Convicts of blood crimes or pilfering
And those guilty of high treason (x2)
They’ve offended The Queen
or else committed murder to steal from other
But they were dragging the same chain
as the innocent people who endured humiliation (x2)
The first one were going to hell
For an abhorred crime
They did not want to keep silent
Out of love of truth (x2)
The hull was smelly and black
The wardens were like wolves
So much misery, despair
Were enough to make you crazy (x2)
Since the world changed a lot
Holworth’s line has changed its guise
It is very well regarded
Its success truly is a wonder (x2)
There aren't any more convicts in the ships' holds
But the sailors shout as they did before
Under its glorious flag
It carries emigrants