Wild Colonial Boy
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D-DU-UDU
I knew a wild colonial boy Jack Doolan was his name
Of poor but honest parents he was born in Castlemaine
he was his fathers favourite son , his mother hope and joy
The pride of both his parents was the wild colonial boy
At barely sixteen years of age he left his fathers house
Bushranging to the sunny south, Australia, he set out
He robbed the wiry squatters, their stocks he did destroy
A terror to Australia was the wild colonial boy
In sixty one this daring youth commenced his wild career
With a heart that knew no danger no foeman did he fear
He held the Beechworth mail-coach up and robbed Judge MacE voy
Who trembled and gave up his gold to the wild colonial boy
He bade the Judge good morning and told him to beware
That he'd never rob a hearty chap who acted on the square
And never you rob a mother of her son and only joy
Or else he may turn outlaw like the wild colonial boy
One day along the mountainside , Jack nimbly rode along
Listening to the little birds, sing their merry little song
Up rode three mounted troopers, Kelly Davis and Fitzroy
And cowardly tried to capture the Wild Colonial Boy
Surrender now Jack Doolin for you see its three to one
Surrender in the Queens good name, you daring highway man
Jack drew a pistol from his side and waved the lively toy
"I'll shoot but not surrender" cried the Wild Colonial Boy"
He fired at trooper kelly and he brought him to the ground
And on return from Davis re ceived his mortal wound
All tattered in his crimson gore was finished by fitzroy
How cowardly they captured him the wild colonial boy
(this has a wierd C7 that ive forgotten in any case it was an
old convict song. If you were caught even whistling it you were
probably shot for 'trying to escape' or thrown in solitary for and extended
period..)
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Readable chord sheet for Wild Colonial Boy by Misc
I [C]knew a wild col[F]onial boy Jack [G7]Doolan was his [C]name Of poor but honest[C7] parents he was born in Ca[C]stlemaine he [C]was his fathers [G7]favourite son , his mother hope and [C]joy The pride of both his [F]parents was the [G7]wild colonial [C]boy At [C]barely sixteen [F]years of age he [G7]left his fathers [C]house Bushranging to the [C7]sunny south, Australia, he set [C]out He [C]robbed the wiry [F]squatters, their [G7]stocks he did des[C]troy A t[C]error to [F]Australia was the [G7]wild colonial [C]boy In [C]sixty one this [F]daring youth commen[G7]ced his wild [C]career With a heart that knew no [C7]danger no [G7]foeman did he fe[C]ar He [C]held the Beechworth [F]mail-coach up and [G7]robbed Judge MacE [C]voy Who trembled and gave [F]up his gold to the [G7]wild colonial [C]boy He [C]bade the Judge good [F]morning and [G7]told him to [C]beware That he'd never rob a [C7]hearty chap [G7]who acted on the [C]square [C]And never you [C7]rob a [F]mother of her [G7]son and only [C]joy Or else he may turn [F]outlaw like the [G7]wild colonial [C]boy One [C]day along the mountain[F]side , Jack [G7]nimbly rode [C]along Listening to the little [C7]birds, [G7]sing their merry little [C]song [C]Up rode three mounted [C7]troopers, [G7]Kelly Davis and [C]Fitzroy And cowardly tried to [F]capture the[G7] Wild Colonial [C]Boy [C]Surrender now Jack [F]Doolin for you [G7]see its three to [C]one Surrender in the [C7]Queens good name, [G7]you daring highway [C]man [C]Jack drew a pistol [F]from his side and [G7]waved the lively [C]toy "I'll shoot but not [F]surrender" cried the [G7]Wild Colonial [C]Boy" [C]He fired at trooper [F]kelly and he brought [G7]him to the [C]ground And on return from [F]Davis re [G7]ceived his mortal [C]wound All tattered in his [F]crimson gore was [G7]finished by [C]fitzroy How cowardly they [F]captured him the [G7]wild colonial [C]boy (this has a wierd C7 that ive forgotten in any case it was an old convict song. If you were caught even whistling it you were probably shot for 'trying to escape' or thrown in solitary for and extended period..)