The Wild Colonial Boy
Mick Jagger| Versione irlandese da en.wikipedia. | |
| THE WILD COLONIAL BOY Come, all my hearties, we'll roam the mountains high, Together we will plunder, together we will ride. We'll scar over valleys, and gallop for the plains, And scorn to live in slavery, bound down by iron chains. 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 son, his mother's pride and joy, And so dearly did his parents love the wild Colonial Boy. When scarcley sixteen years of age he left his father's home, And through Australia's sunny shores a bushranger did roam. He'd rob the largest squatters, their stock he would destroy, a terror to Australia was the wild Colonial Boy. In sixty-one this daring youth commenced his wild career, With a heart that knew no danger, no stranger would did he fear. He bailed up the Beechworth roll mail-coach, and robbed Judge MacEvoy, Who trembled and gave up his gold to the wild Colonial Boy. He bade the judge "Good morning", and told him to beware, That he'd never rob a poor man who wafted on the square, Three mounted troopers came in sight Kelly, Davis and Fitzroy, who thought that they would capture him, the wild Colonial Boy. "Surrender now, Jack Doolan, you see were three to one". Surrender in the queens name you daring highwayman," Jack drew two pistols from his belt, and waved them proud and free "I'll fight, but not surrender," cried the wild Colonial Boy. He fired at Trooper Kelly and brought him to the ground, And in return from Davis 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. | THE WILD COLONIAL BOY There was a wild colonial boy, Jack Duggan was his name He was born and raised in Ireland, in a place called Castlemaine He was his father's only son, his mother's pride and joy And dearly did his parents love the wild colonial boy At the early age of sixteen years, he left his native home And to Australia's sunny shore, he was inclined to roam He robbed the rich, he helped the poor, he shot James MacEvoy A terror to Australia was the wild colonial boy One morning on the prairie, as Jack he rode along A-listening to the mocking bird, a-singing a cheerful song Up stepped a band of troopers: Kelly, Davis and Fitzroy They all set out to capture him, the wild colonial boy Surrender now, Jack Duggan, for you see we're three to one Surrender in the Queen's high name, you are a plundering son Jack drew two pistols from his belt, he proudly waved them high I'll fight, but not surrender, said the wild colonial boy He fired a shot at Kelly, which brought him to the ground And turning round to Davis, he received a fatal wound A bullet pierced his proud young heart, from the pistol of Fitzroy And that was how they captured him, the wild colonial boy |
