Karaoké The Wild Colonial Boy Gerry Guthrie

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