| I had a friend named Campbell
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| He used to rob, steal and gamble
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| He tried everything that was low-down
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| He was out tom-cattin' one night
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| When he started a big fight
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| Then a big policeman came and knocked him down
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| He’s in the jailhouse now
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| He’s in the jailhouse now
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| I told him over again
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| To quit drinking whiskey
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| Lay off of that gin
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| He’s in the jailhouse now
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| Campbell broke jail one day
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| Decided he’d go away
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| But the police met him at the train
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| The cop says I’ve come for you
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| Campbell says that this won’t do
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| Because Campbell never my name
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| He’s in the jailhouse now
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| He’s in the jailhouse now
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| Yes, he broke out
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| All over town the fool walked about
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| He’s in the jailhouse now
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| I met his old gal Sadie
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| She said, «Have you seen my baby?»
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| I told her he was downtown in the can
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| She went down to the jail
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| Just to go his bail
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| She said, «I've come down here to get my man»
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| She’s in the jailhouse now
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| She’s in the jailhouse now
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| So you can understand
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| Why old kid Sadie’s in the can
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| She’s in the jailhouse now |