Tablature the wild colonial boy - TRADITIONNEL

          



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  Date: Wed, 11 Mar 1998 09:01:56 +1000

  From: Kevin Woodgate <kwoodg10@scu.edu.au>

  Subject: m/misc_traditional/the_wild_colonial_boy.tab

  

  

  

         The Wild Colonial Boy            Australian Traditional folk Song

  

  Transcribed by K Woodgate

  

  Easy melody Version 

  

  The song can be found on records by the Bushwackers, Cobbers, William Clauson 

  and many other Australian Folk records.

  

  

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  D|------0---4----|------------2--|-0------------4--|-2--0-----4-----------

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    There was a Wild co-lon-ial boy, Jack Doo-lan was his name, Of poor  

  

               Em            A7         D   A7      D               Em 

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  B|-3--3------2-|-0------------|----2--0------|--------3--3-|------2--0------

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    But hon-est pa-rents He was born in Cas-tle-maine He was his fa-ther's

  on-ly hope

  

        A7                  D   A7  D               G        Em        A7 

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  B|--------------2---|-0---------------|-----------0--|---------------------

  G|----0--2----------|-----2-----------|---2---2------|-0-------------------

  D|-4----------------|---------4---0---|-4------------|------2----0---------

  A|------------------|-----------------|--------------|---------------4-----

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    His mo-ther's pride and joy And dear-ly did his pa- rents love the wild

  

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     co-lon-ial boy

  

  

                                              

  Chorus: 

  So come away me hearties 

  We'll roam the mountains high, 

  Together we will plunder 

  And together we will die. 

  We'll scour along the valleys 

  And we'll gallop o'er the plains, 

  And scorn to live in slavery, 

  Bound down by iron chains.

  

  At the age of sixteen years 

  He left his native home 

  And to Australia's sunny shores, 

  A bushranger did roam. 

  They put him in the iron gang 

  In the government employ, 

  But never an iron on earth could hold 

  The Wild Colonial Boy.

  

  In sixty-one this daring youth 

  Commenced his wild career, 

  With a heart that knew no danger 

  And no foeman did he fear. 

  He stuck up the Beechworth mail coach 

  And robbed Judge MacEvoy 

  Who, trembling cold, gave up his gold 

  To the Wild Colonial Boy.

  

  He bade the Judge good morning 

  And he 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.

  

  One day as Jack was riding 

  The mountainside along, 

  A-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.

  

  'Surrender now! Jack Doolan, 

  For you see it's three to one; 

  Surrender in the Queen's own name, 

  You are a highwayman.' 

  Jack drew a pistol from his belt 

  And waved it like a toy, 

  'I'll fight, but not surrender,' cried 

  The Wild Colonial Boy.

  

  He fired at trooper Kelly 

  And brought him to the ground, 

  And in return from Davis 

  Received a mortal wound, 

  All shattered through the jaws he lay 

  Still firing at Fitzroy. 

  And that's the way they captured him, 

  The Wild Colonial Boy.

  

  

  

  

   


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