Gerry Guthrie - The Wild Colonial Boy Lyrics

There was a Wild Colonial Boy
Jack Duggan was his name
He was born and raised in Ireland in a place called Castlemain
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 to help the poor
He shot James McEvoy
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 singing a mocking song
Up rode three mounted troopers
Kelly, Davis and Fitzroy
And they all set out to capture him, the Wild Colonial Boy

Surrender now, Jack Duggan
Can't 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 and proudly waved them high
I'll fight but not surrender, said the Wild Colonial Boy
He fired a shot at Kelly that brought him to the ground
And turning then 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