(S. Silverstein)
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There was a wild colonial boy, Jack Doolan was his name
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Of poor but honest parents, he was born near Castlemaine
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He was his father's only son, and his mother's pride and joy
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So dearly did his parents love their wild colonial boy
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Barely sixteen years of age, he first began to roam
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And found Australia's sunny shores, and called it his true home
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He robbed the wealthy squatters, their assetts to destroy
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A terror to the rich ones, was the wild colonial boy
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Back in eighteen sixty one, began his wild career
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With a head that knew no danger, and a heart that held no fear
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He held the Mudgee mail coach up, and he shot Judge MacEvoy
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A curse to every copper was the wild colonial boy
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Later on that very day, as Jack he rode along
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Listening to the kookaburras, pleasant laughing song
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He spied three mounted troopers, Kelly, Davis and Fitzroy
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With a warrant for the capture of the wild colonial boy
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"Surrender now, Jack Doolan, for you see we're three to one
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Surrender now in the Queen's high name, or your living days are done"
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Jack drew two pistols from his belt, and he waved them proud and high
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"I'll fight, but not surrender", cried the wild colonial boy
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Jack fired once at Kelly, brought him to the ground
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Then turning round from Davis' gun, received his mortal wound
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A bullet pierced his proud young heart, from the pistol of Fitzroy
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And that's the way they captured him, the wild colonial boy
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Yes that's the way they captured him, the wild colonial boy
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(c) Unknown
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The Wild Colonial Boy
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| Dr. Hook & the Medicine Show |
