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Wild Colonial Boy

This song is by Barry Luft.

It's of a wild Colonial Boy
Jack Doolan was his name
Of poor but honest parents
He was born in Castlemaine
He was his father's only hope
And his mother's only joy
And dearly did his parents love
Their wild colonial boy

He was scarcely sixteen years of age
When he left his father's home
And through Australia's sunny clime
A bushranger he roamed
He robbed those wealthy squatters
And their stock he did destroy
A terror to Australia was
The wild colonial boy

So come on down, me hearties
We'll roam the mountains high
Together we will plunder
And together we will die
We'll wander through the valleys
We'll gallop o'er the plains
We'll scorn to live in slavery
Bound down in iron chains

In sixty-one this daring youth
Commenced his wild career
With a heart that knew no danger
No foeman did he fear
He held up the Beechworth mail coach
And he robbed Judge MacEvoy
Who trembled and gave up his gold
To the wild colonial boy

So come on down, me hearties
We'll roam the mountains high
Together we will plunder
And together we will die
We'll wander through the valleys
We'll gallop o'er the plains
We'll scorn to live in slavery
Bound down in iron chains

One day as Jack was rambling
The mountainside along
Listening to the little birds
Their pleasant laughing song
There rode three mountain troopers
Kelly, Davis, and Fitzroy
Who swore that they would capture him
The wild colonial boy

"Surrender now, Jack Doolan
For you see we're three to one
Surrender now, Jack Doolan
Or your life will not be long"
Jack pulled a pistol from his belt
And he shook it up on high
"I'll fight, but not surrender," said
The wild colonial boy

So come on down, me hearties
We'll roam the mountains high
Together we will plunder
And together we will die
We'll wander through the valleys
We'll gallop o'er the plains
We'll scorn to live in slavery
Bound down in iron chains

He fired at trooper Kelly
And he brought him to the ground
Then turnin' 'round to Davis
He received a mortal wound
All shattered through the jaws he lay
Still firing at Fitzroy
And that's the way they captured him
The wild colonial boy

So come on down, me hearties
We'll roam the mountains high
Together we will plunder
And together we will die
We'll wander through the valleys
We'll gallop o'er the plains
We'll scorn to live in slavery
Bound down in iron chains

So come on down, me hearties
We'll roam the mountains high
Together we will plunder
And together we will die
We'll wander through the valleys
We'll gallop o'er the plains
We'll scorn to live in slavery
Bound down in iron chains

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