Poor Ned lyricsFrom If You Don't Fight You Lose (1978), Caught In The Act (1983) , Anything's Legal, Anything Goes (1985), Against The Grain (2004) and The Essential Redgum (2011)
Poor Ned (Redgum and Trevor Lucas) Poor Ned, you’re better off dead At least you’ll get some peace of mind You’re out on the track They’re out on your back Boy there’re going to hang you high 1878 was the year I remember so well They put my father in an early grave And slung my mother in gaol I don’t know what’s right or wrong But they hung Christ on nails Six kids at home and two still on the breast They wouldn’t even give her bail You know I wrote a letter ‘bout Stringybark Creek So they would understand I might be a bushranger but I’m not A murdering man I didn’t want to shoot Kennedy Or that Copper Lonnegan He alone could have saved his life By throwing down his gun You know they took Ned Kelly And they hung him in the Melbourne Gaol He fought so very bravely dressed in Iron Mail And no man single-handed can hope to break the bars It’s a thousand like Ned Kelly, Who’ll hoist the flag of stars |
1978 "If You Don't Fight You Lose" Album Version
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