The Story Of Harry Power Lyrics - Hugh Cornwell

A hundred years and many a tear tells the story of Harry Power 

Took Ned Kelly when he was a lad and just a wild flower 

Taught him how to rob taught him how to hide in not so many hours 

Such was his fame the mention of his name led those who heard to cower 

His mother gave him fifteen quid to take the boy away 

Just fourteen and never been kissed but Harry's world held sway 

He lit the fire he cooked the food they headed Whitfield way 

Hold them horses Ned he cried And we'll be rich today! 

To Bullock Creek they headed out and Ned became a ranger 

Those wooden walls were two feet thick to keep them from all danger 

Harry wagged his pipe at Ned and told the tale of Whitty 

Who sold his soul to the devil red and gave lawyers no pity 

They headed out the month of May and robbed the Buckland coach 

Look who's here brave Cody cried and Harry said Approach! 

The women gave their jewelry because Ned's ma needs a broach 

Hold them horses Ned he cried Let's find some gold to poach! 

Harry disappeared a while but soon he came a calling 

He'd taken back the Quiller boots and Ned he was crestfallen 

The boots restored at Tarawingee Harry wasn't stalling 

Get on your horse and follow me his manners were appalling 

He took revenge by urging Ned to tan old Bill Frost's hide 

In Beechworth Town a gun went off and Ned thought he'd shot wide 

Frost he fell a naked ape and the blood spilled from his side 

Get on your horse and follow me you're a wanted man he lied 

Harry was taken by the law and all thought that Ned was spilling 

But Ned he was a loyal dog he'd taken quite a grilling 

He took the blame read Lorna Doone then found a lady willing 

Then Fitzpatrick turned his coat and Ned he took to killing 

I've really had to simplify because Ned's the name we know 

He's the one that history has decided to show 

The books that bear his name describe his armor and his woe 

But Harry holds the key for me he's the truly seasoned pro