Songwriter: Traditional
Producer: Ron Haffkine
There was a wild colonial boy
Jack Doolan was his name
Of poor but honest parents
He was born near Castlemaine
He was his father's only son
And his mother's pride and joy
So dearly did his parents love
Their wild colonial boy
Barely sixteen years of age
He first began to roam
And found Australia's sunny shores
And called it his true home
He robbed the wealthy squatters
Their assets to destroy
A terror to the rich ones
Was the wild colonial boy
Back in eighteen sixty one
Began his wild career
With a head that knew no danger
And a heart that held no fear
He held the Mudgee mail coach up
And he shot Judge MacEvoy
A curse to every copper
Was the wild colonial boy
Later on that very day
As Jack he rode along
Listening to the kookaburras
Pleasant laughing song
He spied three mounted troopers
Kelly, Davis and Fitzroy
With a warrant for the capture of
The wild colonial boy
"Surrender now, Jack Doolan
For you see we're three to one
Surrender now in the Queen's high name
Or your living days are done"
Jack drew two pistols from his belt
And he waved them proud and high
"I'll fight, but not surrender", cried
The wild colonial boy
Jack fired once at Kelly
Brought him to the ground
Then turning round from Davis' gun
Received his mortal wound
A bullet pierced his proud young heart
From the pistol of Fitzroy
And that's the way they captured him
The wild colonial boy
Yes, that's the way they captured him
The wild colonial boy
Jack Doolan was his name
Of poor but honest parents
He was born near Castlemaine
He was his father's only son
And his mother's pride and joy
So dearly did his parents love
Their wild colonial boy
Barely sixteen years of age
He first began to roam
And found Australia's sunny shores
And called it his true home
He robbed the wealthy squatters
Their assets to destroy
A terror to the rich ones
Was the wild colonial boy
Back in eighteen sixty one
Began his wild career
With a head that knew no danger
And a heart that held no fear
He held the Mudgee mail coach up
And he shot Judge MacEvoy
A curse to every copper
Was the wild colonial boy
Later on that very day
As Jack he rode along
Listening to the kookaburras
Pleasant laughing song
He spied three mounted troopers
Kelly, Davis and Fitzroy
With a warrant for the capture of
The wild colonial boy
"Surrender now, Jack Doolan
For you see we're three to one
Surrender now in the Queen's high name
Or your living days are done"
Jack drew two pistols from his belt
And he waved them proud and high
"I'll fight, but not surrender", cried
The wild colonial boy
Jack fired once at Kelly
Brought him to the ground
Then turning round from Davis' gun
Received his mortal wound
A bullet pierced his proud young heart
From the pistol of Fitzroy
And that's the way they captured him
The wild colonial boy
Yes, that's the way they captured him
The wild colonial boy
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- Sylvia’s Mother
- Sharing the Night Together
- The Cover of the “Rolling Stone”
- Sexy Eyes
- Storms Never Last
- A Little Bit More
- When You’re in Love with a Beautiful Woman
- The Ugliest Man In Town
- Chained to Her Memory
- Up on the Mountain
- Bread Upon the Water
- Love You Now
- I’m a Lamb
- More Like the Movies
- The Things I Didn’t Say
- Help Me Mama
- Mountain Mary
- Do You Right Tonight
- The Shadow Knows
- Monterey Jack
- That Plane
- Dooley Jones
- Feels Good
- Last Mornin’