Whitlams, The – Kate Kelly

So you just keep on drinking

and you try to forget

How they strung up Joe Byrne

to the jailhouse door

Like a marionette

He was dead for two days

and I’ll tell you no lies

With the press still around him

making their money

Shooting postcards of him through the flies

Close your eyes Kate

and I’ll sing you to sleep

Close your eyes, your dreams will be sweet

Kate Kelly, Kate Kelly

I’m gonna sing you to sleep

Ned rose up through the mist

man made of iron

Fighting his way to the smouldering inn

Where Joe and his brother were dying

They had to shoot out his legs Kate

and if you could sleep

You could forget that they cut off his head

For the warden’s paperweight

Close your eyes Kate

and I’ll sing you to sleep

Close your eyes

your dreams will be sweet

Don’t linger around here

may your soul rest in peace

Kate Kelly, Kate Kelly

I’m gonna sing you to sleep

Now you do horse tricks

in a wild west show

Sharp-shooting Kate

the last of the Kellys

Now the queen of a rodeo

Was Joe your lover?

Did he send you some word?

A friend to your brothers

all the way to the end

Where as brothers-in-arms

they would fall

Close your eyes Kate

I’ll sing you to sleep

Close your eyes, your dreams will be sweet

Kate Kelly, Kate Kelly

I’m gonna sing you to sleep

Kate Kelly, Kate Kelly

I’m gonna sing you to sleep

just keep on drinking

and you try to forget

How they strung up Joe Byrne

to the jailhouse door

Like a marionette