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It was a hard land born of hunger and heat
Where the strong stayed fed and the weak took blame
Law was a rope in the wrong man's hands
And mercy cost more than a working man's wage
He learned young what freedom meant
When survival wrote its own defence
In a country where the line stayed thin
Between standing tall and wearing chains
Stone walls sweating with salt and shame
Iron time and a convict's breath
Ten long years with the tide counting down
To a slow kind of living death
One dark night he chose the sea
Chains or drowning - no middle ground
Let the water take the weight of the past
And swam for a life not yet found
Don't bow your head, don't sell your name
You lived by rules you wouldn't bend
No blood for gold, no innocent graves
Just thoroughbred hooves through timbered land
You loved her proud when the world said no
Chose freedom over the lie of fame
They called you lawless - but the bush still knows
Captain Thunderbolt
He found his truth in a woman strong
Where the world saw lines, she saw a man
They shared their bread, shared borrowed time
One rule only - they'd always stand
She knew the bush, she knew the cost
Knew how the law could turn its face
And loved him loud when the world said: No!
In a land that never forgave her name
Don't bow your head, don't sell your name
You lived by rules you wouldn't bend
No blood for gold, no innocent graves
Just thoroughbred hooves through timbered land
You loved her proud when the world said no
Chose freedom over the lie of fame
They called you lawless - but the bush still knows
Captain Thunderbolt
Some nights he drank with the ghosts of men
Who rode too fast and stayed too long
Counted his scars in the amber light
Knowing every dawn might prove him wrong
He never prayed for forgiveness