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I Left My Heart In San Francisco
I’m Looking Over A Four Leaf Clover
In The Shade Of The Old Apple Tree
It Is No Secret, What God Can Do
Song: Jimmie Rodgers @ wiki.
I had a friend named Ramblin Bob,
He used to steal gamble and rob,
He thought he was the smartest guy around.
Well I found out last Monday that Bob got locked up Sunday,
They’ve got him in the jailhouse way downtown.
He’s in the jailhouse now,
He’s in the jailhouse now.
Well, I told him once or twice,
To stop playin cards and shootin dice.
He’s in the jailhouse now.
Bob liked to play his poker,
Pinochle whist and euchre,
But shootin dice was his favorite game.
He got throw’d in jail with nobody to go his bail,
The judge done said that he refused to the fine.
He’s in the jailhouse now,
He’s in the jailhouse now.
Well, I told him once or twice,
To stop playin cards and shootin dice.
He’s in the jailhouse now.
Well I went out last Tuesday,
I met a girl named Suzie,
I said I was the swellest guy around.
Well we got to spendin my money,
And she started to callin me honey,
We took in every cabaret in town.
We’re in the jailhouse now.
We’re in the jailhouse now,
We’re in the jailhouse now.
Well I told that judge right to his face,
I don’t like to see this place.
We’re in the jailhouse now.
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