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[Verso 1]
Ned Kelly was born in a ramshackle hut,
He battled since he was a kid,
He grew up with robbers and duffers and thieves
And learnt all the things that they did.
[Verso 2]
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Young Kelly’d ride in, from the back-country hills,
then ride into town like a lord,
He stole all the cockies' best horses, and then
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took them back for the reward.
[Verso 3]
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At sixteen young Ned was a wild, reckless lad,
Robbed coaches and trains without fear,
till one day they caught him red handed, and then,
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sent put him in jail for a year.
[Refrão]
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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
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Boy they're 'gonna hang you high
[Verso 4]
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Now when he came out, he was bitter and hard,
Worse than he ever had been,
He robbed and he plundered, became a tough guy,
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The toughest Australia had seen.
[Verso 5]
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He shot down the troopers who came on his trail
and laughed at the price on his head,
Ten thousand pounds for the whole of the gang
And NEARLY two thousand for Ned.
[Verso 6]
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The bank at Jerilderie next caught his eye,
This job brought him lots of renown,
He wasn't contented to hold up the bank,
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he held up the whole bloody town.
[Verso 7]
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Then Down at Glenrowan they held up the pub,
They were having a drink and a song,
The troopers rode up and surrounded the place,
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The Kelly’s had waited too long.
[Refrão]
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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
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Boy they're 'gonna hang you high
[Verso 8]
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Now Ned came out shooting, a gun in each hand,
he was wearing his armour of steel,
twelve times he was wounded; before he fell down,
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Never more would he plunder or steal.
[Verso 9]
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They took him to Melbourne, and nursed him to health
The Judge said, ' You're guilty! ' to Ned,
A rope from a rafter, the sun in the east,
And the famous Ned Kelly was dead.
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Some say he's a hero who gave to the poor,
Whilst others ' A killer ! ' they say,
But to me It just proves the old saying is true,
The saying that 'Crime does not pay.'
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But when I look round at some people I know,
And the prices of things that we buy,
I think to myself, ' Well, perhaps after all,
Poor old Ned wasn't such a bad guy.