It's of a wild colonial boy Jack Doolan was his name,
Of poor but honest parents he was born in Castlemaine,
He was his father's only hope his mother's pride and joy,
And dearly did the parents love their wild colonial boy.

He was sixteen years of age when he left his father's home,
And through Australia's sunny climes the bushranger did roam,
He robbed those loyal squatters and their flocks he did destroy,
And a terror to Australia was the wild colonial boy.

Then come along my hearties and we'll roam the mountains high,
Together we will plunder together we will die,
We'll wander o'er the valleys and we'll gallop over plains,
And we'll scorn to live in slavery bound down in iron chains.

In Sixty one the daring youth commenced his wild career,
With a heart that had no danger no foeman did he fear,
He stuck up the Beachworth mail coach and robbed Judge MacEvoy,
With a tremble hand gave up the gold to the wild colonial boy.

He bade the Judge good morning and he told him to beware,
That he'd never rob a hardy chap that acted on the square,
But never to rob a mother of her one and only joy
Or else he must be an outlaw worse than the wild colonial boy.

One day as he was riding the mountainside along,
A-listening to the little birds, their pleasant laughing song
Three mounted troopers rode along, Kelly, Davis and Fitzroy
They thought that they would capture him the wild colonial boy.
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As John rode out one morning and riding slowly on
When listening to the little birds they sweetly sang their song
He spied three mounted troopers Kelly Davis and Fitzroy
All riding up to capture the wild colonial boy

Spoken
"Surrender now Jack Doolan, You see there's three to one
Surrender now Jack Doolan, you daring highwayman."
Jack drew a pistol from his belt and he fired the wicked toy
sound of two gunshots,
"I'll fight but I won't surrender" cried the wild colonial boy.

Spoken and sounds of gunfire through this verse
Now he fired at trooper Kelly and he brought him to the ground,
And in return from Davis he received a mortal wound.
All shattered through the jaw he lay, still fireing at Fitzroy,
Sung
Now that's the way they captured him, the Wild Colonial Boy.

Then come along my hearties and we'll roam the mountains high,
Together we will plunder, together we will die,
We'll wander o'er the valleys and we'll gallop over plains,
And we'll scorn to live in slavery bound down in iron chains.

Now that's the way they captured him, the wild colonial boy.

From his album: "Another Aussie Sing Song"
Contributed: Marten Busstra 2009