Folk & Traditional Song Lyrics www.traditionalmusic.co.uk The Streets of Forbes (2) 
The Streets of Forbes (2)
 Come all you Lachlan men, and a sorrowful tale I'll tell Concerning of a hero bold who through misfortune fell His name it was Ben Hall, a man of good renown Who 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 Ben parted from his comrades, the outlaws did agree To give away bushranging and to cross the briny sea.
 Ben went to Goobang Creek, and that was his downfall For riddled like a sieve was valiant Ben Hall 'Twas early in the morning upon the fifth of May When seven police surrounded him as fast asleep he lay.
 Bill Dargin he was chosen to shoot the outlaw dead The troopers then fired madly, and filled him full of lead They rolled him in a blanket and strapped him to his prad And led him through the streets of Forbes to show the prize they had. 
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