Wild Colonial Boy Marc Gunn

There was a wild colonial boy
Jack Duggan was his name
He was born and raised in Ireland
In a place called Castlemaine
He was his father’s only son
His mother’s pride and joy
And dearly did his parents love
The wild colonial boy

At the early age of sixteen years
He left his native home
And to Australia’s sunny shore
He was inclined to roam
He helped the poor, he robbed the rich
Their crops he would destroy
A terror to Australia was
The wild colonial boy

For two long years this daring youth
Ran on his wild career
With a heart that knew no danger
And a soul that felt no fear
He held the Beechwood Coach up
And he robbed Judge McEvoy
Who, trembling, gave his gold up
To the wild colonial boy