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RAMSEY COUNTY JAIL Last night as I lay sleeping, I had a pleasant dream. I thought I was in Minnesota, Down by a quiet stream With a charming gal beside me, The lights would never fail And I awoke to find myself, be God In the Ramsey County Jail, Then combine, ye hump and biddy, From Tepperty town I steer. Like every honest fellow I like my lager beer. Like every jolly young fellow I take my whiskey clear. I've a rambling rake of a father And the son of a gamboleer, They took me to the prison, They locked me twenty and four. They gave me all that I could eat But I always wanted more. The beds were of the finest And sleeping never failed For the feathers they did tickle me so In the Ramsey County Jail. From Folk Songs out of Wisconsin, Peters Collected from Lester A. Coffee, Harvard, IL, 1946 @jail filename[ RAMSJAIL TUNE FILE: RAMSJAIL CLICK TO PLAY RG  8note Sheet |
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