There was a wild colonial boy, Jack Duggan was his name
He was born and raised in Ireland in a place called Castle Maine
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, Jack left his native home
And to Australia's sunny shores he was inclined to roam
He robbed the rich, he helped the poor, he shot James McEvoy
A terror to Australia was, the wild colonial boy

One morning on the prairie, as Jack he rode along
And listening to the mockingbird, sing it's joyful song
Up came a band of troopers, Kelly, Davis and Fitzroy
And all set out to capture him, the wild colonial boy

"Surrender now Jack Duggan for you see we're three to one"
"Surrender in the Queen's high name for you're a plundering son"
Jack drew two pistols from his belt and heproudly waved them high
"I'll fight but not surrender!" said the wild  colonial boy

He fired a shot at Kelly, which brought him to the ground
And turning 'round to Davis he received a fatal wound
A bullet pierced his fierce young heart from the pistol of Fitzroy
And that was how they captured him, the wild colonial boy
And that was how they captured him, the wild colonial boy