Here's another one from Harpoon Hounddawg (http://alphalink.com.au/~phaywood/harpoon/harpoonhounddawg.html). This is an old folk song from back in the days when Australia was a group of penal colonies. There are many versions of this. Here is my version.Wild Colonial Boy - diatonic harp, 1st pos.
(verse 1)
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There was a wild colonial boy, Jack Doolan was his name
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Of poor but honest parents he was born in Castlemaine
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He was his father's only hope, his mother's pride and joy
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And dearly did his parents love the wild colonial boy
(chorus)
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So come along my harties and we'll roam the mountain side
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Together we will plunder and together we will ride
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We'll scour along the valleys and we'll gallop over plains
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And scorn to live in slavery bound down by iron chains
(verse 2)
He was scarcely sixteen years of age when he left his native home
And to Australia's sunny shores a bushranger did roam
They put him in an iron gang in the government employ
But never an iron on Earth could hold the wild colonial boy
(verse 3)
In sixty one this daring youth commenced his wild career
With a heart that knew no danger, no foeman did he fear
He stuck up the Beachworth mail coach and robbed Judge MacEvoy
Who trembling cold gave up his gold to the wild colonial boy
(verse 4)
He bade the judge good morning and told him to beware,
That he'd never rob a needy man or one who acted square
But a judge who'd rob a mother of her one and only joy
Sure he must be a worse outlaw than the wild colonial boy
(verse 5)
One day while Jack was riding the mountainside along
Listening to the little birds, their happy laughing song
Three mounted troopers came along, Kelly, Davis and Fitzroy
With a warrant for the capture of the wild colonial boy
(verse 6)
"Surrender now, Jack Doolan, for you see it's three to one
Surrender in the Queen's name, you outlaw bastard son"
Jack drew a pistol from his belt and flashed the little toy
"I'll fire but not surrender," cried the wild colonial boy
(verse 7)
He fired at trooper kelly and brought him to the ground
And in return from Davis he recieved a mortal wound
And shattered through the jaw he lay, still firing at Fitzroy
And that's the way they captured him, the wild colonial boy
Shaggy