Jack Hall

My name it is Jack Hall, chimney sweep, chimney sweep,
My name it is Jack Hall, chimney sweep.
My name it is Jack Hall, and I'll rob both great and small,
And my life shall pay for all when I die.

I've twenty pounds in store, that's no joke,
I've twenty pounds in store, and I'll rob for twenty more,
And my life shall pay for all when I die.

I've candles lily-white, that's no joke,
I've candles lily-white, oh I stole them in the night,
For to light me to the place where I lie.

Oh I climbed up the ladder, that's no joke,
Oh I climbed up the ladder, and the hangman spread the rope
And the devil of a word said I coming down.
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