Streets of Forbes

Come all of you Lochlan men and a sorrowful tale I'll tell
Concerning of a bushranger who to misfortune fell
His name it was Ben Hall, a man of high renown
He was hunted from his station and like a dog shot down

Three years he roamed the roads and he showed the traps some fun
A thousand pounds was on his head with Gilbert and John Dunn
Then 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 downfall
Oh riddled like a sieve was valiant Ben Hall
It was early in the morning upon the fifth of May
That the seven police surrounded him as in his sleep he lay

Bill Duggan he was chosen to shoot the outlaw dead
The others fired madly as if they were afraid
Then rolled him in his blanket and they tied him to his prop
And they dragged him through the streets of Forbes to show the prize they'd got.