Cap'N Thunderbolt

Cap’n Thunderbolt The moon stood out Any traps about Cap’n Thunderbolt did ask He was on the road again Brown snake for break-in-fast The Drover said they went way north Blacktracker with em eh Following your week old tracks, old mate When you robbed the coach and dray So back over his tracks he cantered then And followed the Traps all day Just to confuse the Tracker To make him earn his pay He left Beeswing in a paddock And rode old Combo today These horses were good racing stock Fast horse flesh to gallop away Combo’s tracks weren’t known yet By the tracker on his trail And friends were hiding, not to fret More racing blood I say He crossed the border at Hebel And worked horse breaking for pay Currawillinghi had him on the books For months fore he rode away Some say he was shot by Constable Walker Near Uralla on an 1870 day Others say shot was his uncle To the US he sailed away Don Johnson Fred Ward was Thunderbolt his statue is at Uralla There is some doubt if he died or not when with the Traps he shot it out. An 1871 American state census shows that a Frederick Ward (file #SC 289) and a Sarah Shepherd (file #SC 319) both arrived in America in late 1870. This seems to be an amazing coincidence