Hugh Cornwell - The Story Of Harry Power lyrics

A hundred years and many a tear tells the story of Harry Power Took Ned Kelly when he was a lad and just a wild flower Taught him how to rob taught him how to hide in not so many hours Such was his fame the mention of his name led those who heard to cower His mother gave him fifteen quid to take the boy away Just fourteen and never been kissed but Harry's world held sway He lit the fire he cooked the food they headed Whitfield way Hold them horses Ned he cried And we'll be rich today! To Bullock Creek they headed out and Ned became a ranger Those wooden walls were two feet thick to keep them from all danger Harry wagged his pipe at Ned and told the tale of Whitty Who sold his soul to the devil red and gave lawyers no pity They headed out the month of May and robbed the Buckland coach Look who's here brave Cody cried and Harry said Approach! The women gave their j**elry because Ned's ma needs a broach Hold them horses Ned he cried Let's find some gold to poach! Harry disappeared a while but soon he came a calling He'd taken back the Quiller boots and Ned he was crestfallen The boots restored at Tarawingee Harry wasn't stalling Get on your horse and follow me his manners were appalling He took revenge by urging Ned to tan old Bill Frost's hide In Beechworth Town a gun went off and Ned thought he'd shot wide Frost he fell a naked ape and the blood spilled from his side Get on your horse and follow me you're a wanted man he lied Harry was taken by the law and all thought that Ned was spilling But Ned he was a loyal dog he'd taken quite a grilling He took the blame read Lorna Doone then found a lady willing Then Fitzpatrick turned his coat and Ned he took to k**ing I've really had to simplify because Ned's the name we know He's the one that history has decided to show The books that bear his name describe his armor and his woe But Harry holds the key for me he's the truly seasoned pro A hundred years and many a tear tells the story of Harry Power