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Wild Colonial Boy
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There was a wild colonial boy, Jack Dugan was his name
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He was born and raised in Ireland in a place called Castlemaine
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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
At the tender age of sixteen years he left his native home
And to Australia’s sunny clime he was inclined to roam
He robbed the lordly squatters, their flocks he would destroy
A terror to Australia was the wild colonial boy
One morning on the prairie wild Jack Dugan rode along
He was listing to a mocking bird singing a cheerful song
Out jumped three troopers, fierce and grim, Kelly, Davis and Fitzroy
They all set out to capture him, the wild colonial boy
Surrender now, Jack Dugan, you can see there’s three to one
Surrender in the King’s name, for you are a plundering son
Jack drew two pistols from his side and he glared upon Fitzroy
I’ll fight, but not surrender, cried the wild colonial boy
He fired a shot at Kelly which drove him to the ground
He fired point-blank at Davis, too, who fell dead at the sound
But a bullet pierced his brave, young heart from the pistol of Fitzroy
And that was how they captured him, the wild colonial boy |
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