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There was a girl from Birmingham, Ann Summers was her name,
For fourteen years transported, we all well know the same:
our planter bought her freedom and married her out of hand—
She gave to us good usage upon Van Dieman's Land.
But fourteen years is a long time—that is our fatal doom,
For nothing else than poaching—God knows that's we've done :
all You would leave offdog gun, snare and poaching every man.
If you did but know the hardships upon Van Dieman's Land.
Now if I had ten thousand pounds, laid down all in my hand,
I d give it all for liberty; that I could command
Again to England I'd return, and be a happy man,
and bid adieu to poaching, and to Van Dieman's Land.
Haughs of Crumdel.
AS I came in by Auchendown,
A little wee bit frae the town,
Unto the Highlands I was bound,
To view the Haughs of Crumdel.
