The Wild Colonial Boy Lyrics - A Little Bit More: The Collection - Dr. Hook

There was a wild colonial boy, Jack Doolan was his name 

Of poor but honest parents, he was born near Castlemaine 

He was his father's only son, and his mother's pride and joy 

So dearly did his parents love their wild colonial boy 

Barely sixteen years of age, he first began to roam 

And found Australia's sunny shores, and called it his true home 

He robbed the wealthy squatters, their assetts to destroy 

A terror to the rich ones, was the wild colonial boy 

Back in eighteen sixty one, began his wild career 

With a head that knew no danger, and a heart that held no fear 

He held the Mudgee mail coach up, and he shot Judge MacEvoy 

A curse to every copper was the wild colonial boy 

Later on that very day, as Jack he rode along 

Listening to the kookaburras, pleasant laughing song 

He spied three mounted troopers, Kelly, Davis and Fitzroy 

With a warrant for the capture of the wild colonial boy 

"Surrender now, Jack Doolan, for you see we're three to one 

Surrender now in the Queen's high name, or your living days are done" 

Jack drew two pistols from his belt, and he waved them proud and high 

"I'll fight, but not surrender", cried the wild colonial boy 

Jack fired once at Kelly, brought him to the ground 

Then turning round from Davis' gun, received his mortal wound 

A bullet pierced his proud young heart, from the pistol of Fitzroy 

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

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