There’s a convict more
in the Central Jail

There's a convict more in the Central Jail, 
Behind the old mud wall;
There's a lifter less on the Border trail, 
And the Queen's Peace over all,
Dear boys,
The Queen's Peace over all!

For we must bear our leader's blame, 
On us the shame will fall,
If we lift our hand from a fettered land 
And the Queen's Peace over all,
Dear boys,
The Queen's Peace over all!
                              The Running of Shindand

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