| 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 |