| I had a friend called Ramblin’Bob
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| He used to steal and gamble and rob
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| He thought he was the smartest man around
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| But I found out last Monday
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| They locked him up on Sunday
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| They’ve got him in the jailhouse way downtown
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| He’s in the jailhouse now
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| The jailhouse now
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| I warned him once or twice
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| Quit playin’cards and shootin’the dice
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| He’s in the jailhouse now
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| Well, he played that game called poker
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| Pinochle, whist and euchre
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| But shooting dice, lord, it was his greatest game
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| So now he’s down in jail
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| Nobody to go his bail
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| The judge done said that he refused a fine
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| He’s in the jailhouse now
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| The jailhouse now
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| I warned him once or twice
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| You better quit playin’the cards and
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| shootin’the dice
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| He’s in the jailhouse now
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| (YODEL)
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| Well, I went out last Tuesday
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| I met a gal named Susie
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| Told her I was the swellest man around
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| We started spendin’my money
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| She started callin’me honey
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| We took in every cabaret in town
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| We’re in the jailhouse now
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| In the jailhouse now
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| You know I told that judge right to his face
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| I couldn’t stand to see his place
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| We’re in the jailhouse now
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| (YODEL OUT)
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| Jimmie Rodgers
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| Peer Southern Music
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| OH, CAMILLE
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| Burnin’candles, watchin’shadows
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| Long hours melt away in spider town
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| Sultry ev’nings, whisperin’windows
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| I sit and listen to the rain come down
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| Oh, Camille, read all about it in my letter
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| Oh, Camille …
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| Howlin’wolves out chasin’deer make
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| Dark, ugly pictures for my soul to see
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| Pale pianos leave me wond’rin'
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| How go these nights of yours in Italy?
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| (REPEAT CHORUS)
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| Took a walk down flights of stairs, I Went out to wander where the rain has been
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| Saw a madman preachin’tombstones
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| I’m feelin’better 'bout the shape I’m in
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| (REPEAT CHORUS)
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| BRIDGE
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| Ain’t got no jokes to tell
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| Just lotsa books to read
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| Wild hearts an’traffic sounds
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| All poundin’ev’rywhere
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| It’s electricity
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| It’s flowin’into me I am at home in here
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| These blues are right for me
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| (INSTRUMENTAL OUT) |