Martin Carthy And Dave Swarbrick - Streets Of Forbes lyrics

Come all of you Lachlan men and a sorrowful tale I'll tell, Concerning of a bushranger who to misfortune fell. His name it was Ben Hall, and a man of high renown, Who was taken from his homestead and like a dog shot down. For three years he roamed the range, and he showed the traps some fun, One thousand pounds was offered with Gibson and John Dunn. Till parted from his comrades, the outlaw did agree To give away bushranging and to cross the raging sea. Ben went to Goobang Creek and that was his own downfall, For riddled like a sieve was valiant Ben Hall. It was early in the morning all on the fifth of May, That the seven police surrounded him as in his sleep he lay. Bill Dungan he was chosen to shoot the outlaw dead. The others fired madly as though they were afraid, Then they bundled up his body and they tied it to his prad, And they dragged him through the streets of Forbes to show the prize they had.