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The Wild Colonial Boy - The Limeliters

There was a wild colonial youth

Jack Doolan was his name

Of poor but honest parents

He was born in Castlemaine

He was his father's only hope

His mother's only joy

The pride of both his parents

Was the wild colonial boy

So come all my hearties

We'll range the mountainside

Together we will plunder together we will ride

We'll scour along the valleys

And gallop over the plains

We'll scorn to live in slavery

Bowed down in iron chains

In sixty one this daring youth

Commenced his wild career

With a heart that knew no danger

No foeman did he fear

He held up the Beechworth mailcoach

And he robbed Judge macevoy

Who trembled and gave up

His gold to the wild colonial boy

So come all my hearties

We'll range the mountainside

Together we will plunder together we will ride

We'll scour along the valleys

And gallop over the plains

We'll scorn to live in slavery

Bowed down in iron chains

One day as he was riding the mountainside along

Alistening to the little birds

Their pleasant laughing song

Three mounted troopers

Came in view Kelly Davis and Fitzroy

And thought that they would capture him

The wild colonial boy

So come all my hearties

We'll range the mountainside

Together we will plunder together we will ride

We'll scour along the valleys

And gallop over the plains

We'll scorn to live in slavery

Bowed down in iron chains

Surrender now Jack Doolan

You see there's three to one

Surrender now Jack Doolan

You daring highwayman

He drew a pistol from

His belt and spun it like a toy

I'll fight but I won't surrender

Said the wild colonial boy

So come all my hearties

We'll range the mountainside

Together we will plunder together we will ride

We'll scour along the valleys

And gallop over the plains

We'll scorn to live in slavery

Bowed down in iron chains

Well he fired at trooper Kelly

And brought him to the ground

And in return from

Davis received a mortal wound

All shattered through the jaws

He lay still firing at Fitzroy

Yes you're captured and I resim the wild colonial boy

So come all my hearties

We'll range the mountainside

Together we will plunder together we will ride

We'll scour along the valleys

And gallop over the plains

We'll scorn to live in slavery

Bowed down in iron chains

So come all my hearties

We'll range the mountainside

Together we will plunder together we will ride