The Wild Colonial Boy - The Clancy Brothers

There was a wild colonial boy jack dugout 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 McCoy

A terror to Australia was the wild colonial boy

One morning on the prairie as jack he rode along

A listening to the mockingbird a singing a cheerful song

Out stepped a band of troopers Kelly Davis and Fitzroy

They all set out to capture him the wild colonial boy

Surrender now jack dugout for you see we're three to one

Surrender in the queen's high name for you're a plundering son

Jack pulled two pistols from his belt and 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