Luyện nghe bài hát The Wild Colonial Boy

There was a wild colonial boy, Jack was his name
Of poor but parents, he was born near Castlemaine
He was his only son, and his mother's pride and joy
So did his parents love their wild colonial boy

Barely sixteen years of age, he first began to
And found Australia's sunny shores, and it his true home
He robbed the wealthy squatters, their to destroy
A terror to the rich ones, was the wild boy

Back in eighteen sixty one, began his wild
With a head knew no danger, and a heart that held no fear
He held the Mudgee mail coach up, and he Judge MacEvoy
A curse to every copper was the wild boy

Later on that day, as Jack he rode along
Listening to the kookaburras, laughing song
He spied mounted troopers, Kelly, Davis and Fitzroy
With a for the capture of the wild colonial boy

"Surrender now, Doolan, for you see we're three to one
Surrender now in the high name, or your living days are done"
Jack drew two pistols from his belt, and he waved them proud and
"I'll fight, but not surrender", cried the wild boy

Jack fired at Kelly, brought him to the ground
Then turning round from gun, received his mortal wound
A bullet pierced his proud young heart, from the pistol of
And that's the way they him, the wild colonial boy

Yes the way they captured him, the wild colonial boy