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Bold Jack Donahue

	C	F	C
In	Dublin town I was brought up, a	city of great	fame,

	G7
My honest friends and parents will	tell to you the same,

	C
It was	for the sake of five hundred pounds

	F	C
I was	sent across the	main,

	F	G7
For	seven long years in	New South Wales

	C
to wear a convict	's chain.

Refrain:

	C	F	C
So	come all my hearties, we'll	roam the mountains	high,

	G7
Together we will plunder, t	ogether we will die,

	C
We'll	wander through the valleys

	F	C
and	gallop o'er the	plains,

	F	G7	C
And	scorn to live in	slavery bound down by iro	n chains.

I'd scarce been there twelve months or more
upon the Australian shore,
When I took to the highway, as I'd oftimes done before,
There was me and Jackie Underwood,
and Webber and Webster too,
These were the true associates of bold Jack Donahue.

Now Donahue was taken, all for a notorious crime,
And sentenced to be hanged upon the gallows tree so high,
But when they came to Sydney gaol, he left them in a stew,
And when they came to call the roll,
they missed bold Donahue.

As Donahue made his  escape,
   to the bush he went straightway,
The people they were all afraid to travel night or day,
For every week  in the newspapers
   there was published something new,
Of this  brave and dauntless hero, that bold Jack Donahue.

As Donahue was cruising one summer's afternoon,
Little was his notion his death would be so soon,
When a sergeant discharged his carbine,
And called aloud for Donahue to fight or to resign.

"Resign to you ? You cowardly dogs!
   Such a thing I'd never do!
"For I'll fight this night with all my might,"
   cried bold Jack Donahue,
"I'd rather roam these hills and dales
   like a wolf or kangaroo,
"Than work one hour for government,"
   said bold Jack Donahue.

He fought six rounds with the horse police
   until that fatal ball,
Which pierced his heart and made him start,
   caused Donahue to fall,
And as he closed his mournful eyes,
   he bade this world adieu,
Saying, "Convicts all, pray for the soul
   of bold Jack Donahue."

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