Luyện nghe bài hát The Wild Colonial Boy

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

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

Back in eighteen sixty one, his wild career
With a head that knew no danger, and a 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, pleasant laughing
He spied three troopers, Kelly, Davis and Fitzroy
With a warrant for the capture of the colonial boy

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

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

Yes that's the way they captured him, the wild boy