Tommy Makem The Wild Colonial Boy
There was a wild colonial boy, Jack Duggan 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
McAvoy
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 Duggan 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
