Poor Ned
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D A G Eighteen-hundred & 78 wasD the year I remeber so wellD A they put my father in an earlyG D grave and slung my mother in gaolD A now I don't know whats right or wrongG D but they hung Christ on nailsD A 6 kids at home & 2 still on the breastG D they wouldn't even give us bail [Chorus]D A Poor Ned, you're better off deadG at least you'll get some peace ofD mindD you're out on the trackA they're right on your backG A D boy they're gonna hang you high ) [Verse 2]D You know I wrote a letter 'boutA Stringy-Bark CreekG D so they would understandContinúa después del anuncioD A that I might be a bushrangerG D but I'm not a murdering manD A I didn't want to shoot KennedyG D or that copper LonniganD A he alone could have saved his lifeG D by throwing down his gun [Chorus]D A Poor Ned, you're better off deadG at least you'll get some peace ofD mindD you're out on the trackA they're right on your backG A D boy they're gonna hang you high ) [Verse 3]D A You know they took Ned KellyG & they hung him in the MelbourneD gaolD A he fought so very bravelyG D dressed in iron mailD A & no man single handedG D can hope to break the barsD A there's a thousand like Ned KellyG D who'll hoist the flag of stars [Chorus]D A We sing: Poor Ned, you're better off deadG at least you'll get some peace ofD mindD you're out on the trackA they're right on your backG A D boy they're gonna hang you high )