The Female Transport
As performed by Frankie Armstrong on her album, Songs and Balads
 
Come all young girls, both far and near and listen unto me
while unto you I do relate what proved my destiny
Me mother died when I was young which caused me to deplore
And made me find me way too soon all on me native shore
 
Sarah Collins is me name and dreadful is me fate
-me father reared me tenderly- the truth I do relate
until enticed by bad company along with many more
which led to my discovery all on me native shore
 
Me trial it approched fast; before the judge I stood
and when that he the sentance passed; it farely chilled me blood
Crying, "You must be transported for fourteen years or more,"
and make haste without delay unto Van Demon shore."
 
It hurt me heart when in the coach me native town passed by
to see so many I did know- it farely made me cry
then to the ship I went with speed along with many more
whose aching hearts did greive to go all on yon Demon shore
 
They chained us two by two and whipped and lashed us all along-
They cut off our provisions if we did the least thing wrong.
They march us in the burnin sun until our feet are sore
So hard so gots now we have got all on yon Demon shore
 
We labor hard from morn till night until our bones do ache
then everyone we must obey our moldy beds to make
We often wish when we lay down that we might rise no more
face our savage governors all on yon Demon shore
 
So come young men and maidens, a warning take by me
if tounge could tell I over throat 'twould make your hearts to bleed
You girls, I prey, be ruled by me -your wicked ways give 'ore,
for fear you end your days like me all on yon Demon shore