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There was a Wild Colonial Boy, Jack Duggan was his name. |
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He was born and raised in Ireland, in a place called Castlemain. |
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He was his father's only son, his mother's pride and joy. |
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And dearly did his parents love, the Wild Colonial Boy. |
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At the early age of sixteen years, he left his native home. |
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And to Australia's sunny shore, he was inclined to roam. |
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He robbed the rich, to help the poor, he shot Judge McEvoy. |
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A terror to Australia was, the Wild Colonial Boy. |
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We'll roam the mountains and the glens, and we'll ride across the plains. |
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We scorn to live in slavery bound down by an iron chain. |
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One morning on the prairie, as Jack he rode along. |
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A listening to the mockingbird, singing a cheerful song. |
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Up jumped a band of troopers, Kelly, Davis and Fitzroy. |
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They all set out to capture him, the Wild Colonial Boy. |
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"Surrender now, Jack Duggan, for you see we're three to one." |
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"Surrender in the Queen's high name, you are a plundering son." |
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Jack drew two pistols from his belt and proudly waved them high. |
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"I'll fight but not surrender," cried the Wild Colonial Boy. |
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We'll roam the mountains and the glens, and we'll ride across the plains. |
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We scorn to live in slavery bound down by an iron chain. |
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He fired a shot at Kelly, which brought him to the ground, |
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and he fired point blank at Davis who fell dead at the sound. |
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A bullet pierced the broad young heart from the pistol of Fitzroy. |
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And that was how they captured him, the Wild Colonial Boy. |
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We'll roam the mountains and the glens, and we'll ride across the plains. |
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We scorn to live in slavery bound down by an iron chain. |
