Irish Song Lyrics 
from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
THE WILD COLONIAL BOY 
There was a wild colonial boy, Jack Duggan was his name He was born and bred 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 age of sixteen years he left his native home And through Australia's sunny clime he was inclined to roarn He robbed the lordly squatters, their flocks he would destroy A terror to Australia was the Wild Colonial Boy 
For two long years his darling youth ran on his wild career With a heart that knew no danger, their justice did not fear He stuck the Beechworth coach up and he robbed judge McEvoy Who, trembling gave his gold up to the Wild Colonial Boy 
He bade the judge "good morning" and he told him to beware For he never robbed an honest judge what acted on the square Yet you would rob a mother of her son and only joy And breed a race of outlaws like the Wild Colonial Boy 
One morning on the prairie Wild Jack Duggan rode along While listening to the mocking birds singing a cheerful song Out jumped three troopers fierce and grim, Kelly, Davis and Fitzroy They all set out to capture him, the Wild Colonial Boy 
He fired point blank at Kelly and brought him to the ground He fired a shot at Davis too, who fell dead at the sound But a bullet pierced his brave young heart from the pistol of Fitzroy And that was how they captured the Wild Colonial Boy