U2 120 Verse Hold me now, Oh hold me now 'Til this hour Has gone around And I'm gone On the rising tide For to face Van Diemen's land Verse It's a bitter pill I swallow here To be rent From one so dear We fought for justice And not for gain But the magistrate Sent me away Verse Now kings will rule And the poor will toil And tear their hands As they tear the soil But a day will come In this dawning age When an honest man Sees an honest wage Verse So hold me now Oh hold me now 'Til this hour Has gone around And I'm gone On the rising tide For to face Van Diemen's land