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Wild colonial boy Various Artists
Wild Colonial Boy traditional
I [C]knew a wild col[F]onial boy Jack [G7]Doolan was his [C]name
Of poor but honest[C7] parents he was born in Ca[C]stlemaine
he [C]was his fathers [G7]favourite son , his mother hope and [C]joy
The pride of both his [F]parents was the [G7]wild colonial [C]boy
At [C]barely sixteen [F]years of age he [G7]left his fathers [C]house
Bushranging to the [C7]sunny south, Australia, he set [C]out
He [C]robbed the wiry [F]squatters, their [G7]stocks he did des[C]troy
A t[C]error to [F]Australia was the [G7]wild colonial [C]boy
In [C]sixty one this [F]daring youth commen[G7]ced his wild [C]career
With a heart that knew no [C7]danger no [G7]foeman did he fe[C]ar
He [C]held the Beechworth [F]mail-coach up and [G7]robbed Judge MacE [C]voy
Who trembled and gave [F]up his gold to the [G7]wild colonial [C]boy
He [C]bade the Judge good [F]morning and [G7]told him to [C]beware
That he'd never rob a [C7]hearty chap [G7]who acted on the [C]square
[C]And never you [C7]rob a [F]mother of her [G7]son and only [C]joy
Or else he may turn [F]outlaw like the [G7]wild colonial [C]boy
One [C]day along the mountain[F]side , Jack [G7]nimbly rode [C]along
Listening to the little [C7]birds, [G7]sing their merry little [C]song
[C]Up rode three mounted [C7]troopers, [G7]Kelly Davis and [C]Fitzroy
And cowardly tried to [F]capture the[G7] Wild Colonial [C]Boy
[C]Surrender now Jack [F]Doolin for you [G7]see its three to [C]one
Surrender in the [C7]Queens good name, [G7]you daring highway [C]man
[C]Jack drew a pistol [F]from his side and [G7]waved the lively [C]toy
"I'll shoot but not [F]surrender" cried the [G7]Wild Colonial [C]Boy"
[C]He fired at trooper [F]kelly and he brought [G7]him to the [C]ground
And on return from [F]Davis re [G7]ceived his mortal [C]wound
All tattered in his [F]crimson gore was [G7]finished by [C]fitzroy
How cowardly they [F]captured him the [G7]wild colonial [C]boy
(this has a wierd C7 that ive forgotten in any case it was an
old convict song. If you were caught even whistling it you were
probably shot for 'trying to escape' or thrown in solitary for and extended
period..)
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