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Glenrowan Inn
Born of Irish blood In Beveridge, Victoria Descending into Violence euphoria At an early age Notoriety was there Arrested so young He did not care Stringybark Creek was the turning point Three officers slain Led the law to appoint Felons Apprehension Act 1865 All outlaws Need not be taken alive Euroa and Jerilderie Banks of these towns Next in their rampage To be taken down The day was nearing For this outlaw gang As his brother Dan Took another man down 1880, 27th of June The gang assemble at the local saloon Hostages taken at the Glenrowan Inn Is it the end for these outlaws The end of their sins Within the Inn The gang adorned Armour plating Like knights of old Body plate and helmet strong To learn their fete As the night grows long Dawn on Monday the 28th of June From the inn he emerges, to meet his doom Firing as he walks, bullets flying Off his armour they bounce His reputation dying He survived to stand trial The death sentence was passed Hanged by the state This outlaws last gasp
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