Luyện nghe bài hát The Wild Colonial Boy

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

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

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

Later on very day, as Jack he rode along
to the kookaburras, pleasant laughing song
He spied three mounted troopers, Kelly, Davis and
a warrant for the capture of the wild colonial boy

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

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

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