Fotheringay Bold Jack Donahue
Come all you gallant bushrangers who gallop o'er the
plains
Refuse to live in slavery, or wear the convict chains.
Attention pay to what I say, and value if I do
For I will relate the matchless tale of bold jack
donahue.
Come all you sons of liberty and everyone besides
I'll sing to you a story that will fill you with
surprise
Concerning of a bold bushranger, jack donahue was his
name
And he scorned to humble to the crown, bound down with
iron chain.
Now donahue was taken all for a notorious crime
And sentenced to be hanged upon the gallows tree so
high
But when they took him to bathurst gaol, he left them
in a stew
For when they came to call the roll, they missed jack
donahue.
Now when donahue made his escape, to the bush he went
straight way.
The squatters they were all afraid to travel by night
and by day
And every day in the newspapers, they brought out
something new,
Concerning that bold bushranger they called jack
donahue.
Now one day as he was riding the mountainside alone
Not thinking that the pains of death would overtake him
soon.
When all he spied the horse police well on they came up
into view
And in double quick time they did advance to take jack
donahue.
``oh donahue, donahue, throw down your carbine.
Or do you intend to fight us all and will you not
resign? ''
``surrender to such cowardly dogs is a thing that I
never would do,
For this day I'll fight with all my might'', cried bold
jack donahue.
Now the sergeant and the corporal, their men they did
divide
Some fired at him from behind and some from every side.
The sergeant and the corporal, they both fired at him,
too.
And a rifle bullet pierced the heart of bold jack
donahue.
Now nine rounds he fired and nine men down before that
fated ball
Which pierced his heart and made him smart and caused
him for to fall
And as he closed his mournful eyes, he bid the world
adieu,
Saying ``convicts all, pray for the soul of bold jack
donahue.''
