Back Home In Derry by Christy Moore Am Em In 1803 we sailed out to sea G D Am Out from the sweet town of Derry Am Em For Australia bound if we didn't all drown G D Am And the marks of our fetters we carried Am Em In our rusty iron chains we sighed for our weans Am Em Our good women we left in sorrow Am Em As the mainsails unfurled, our curses we hurled G D Am On the English, and thoughts of tomorrow Chorus C G Am G Am Oh..Oh... I wish I was back home in Derry C G Am G Am Oh..Oh... I wish I was back home in Derry