Poor Ned Redgum
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[Verse 1]
1878 was the year I remember so well
They put my father in an early grave and slung my mother in gaol
Now I don't know what's right or wrong
But they hung Christ on nails
Six kids at home and two still on the breast
They wouldn't even give us bail
[Chorus]
Poor Ned
You're better off dead
At least you'll get some peace of mind
You're out on the track
They're right on your back
Boy they're gonna hang you high
[Verse 2]
You know I wrote a letter 'bout Stringy-Bark Creek
So they would understand
That I might be a bushranger
But I'm not a murdering man
I didn't want to shoot Kennedy
Or that copper Lonnigan
He alone could have saved his life
By throwing down his gun
1878 was the year I remember so well
They put my father in an early grave and slung my mother in gaol
Now I don't know what's right or wrong
But they hung Christ on nails
Six kids at home and two still on the breast
They wouldn't even give us bail
[Chorus]
Poor Ned
You're better off dead
At least you'll get some peace of mind
You're out on the track
They're right on your back
Boy they're gonna hang you high
[Verse 2]
You know I wrote a letter 'bout Stringy-Bark Creek
So they would understand
That I might be a bushranger
But I'm not a murdering man
I didn't want to shoot Kennedy
Or that copper Lonnigan
He alone could have saved his life
By throwing down his gun
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