Four Rode By - Ian & Sylvia

Willie Palmer’s stallion was no twenty dollar cayuse

And when the wild ones stole him he hightailed it into town

Ussher in those days was keeping order in the district

But before he’d ridden thirty miles the McLean boys shot him down

Cho: Four rode by

Rode through here

Three Mclean boys and that wild Alex Hare

They were armed

All were armed

It was them I’d have known them anywhere

A shepherd known as Kelly saw the wild one as they passed

They shot him with a rifle and took his watch and chain

When the posse found him in the lonely cabin

A hunger took their pride away and no one else was slain*

They hung the boys in January eighteen eighty three

First time in that province that they’d strung up brothers three

And their sons killed nineteen Germans cross the seas back in seventeen

One thing that’s for damned sure they’re a wild old family