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Logan County Court House
Some of the stanzas of the following song are of the sort characterized by R. W. Gordon as "stray 'jail' verses that seem to be very widespread. They constantly turn up in widely separated localities as parts of various songs." Stanzas 4 and 5 are close to stanzas 3 and 4 of a song quoted in R. W. Gor­don's "Jail Ballads," The New York Times Magazine > June 19, 1927, p. 20. He remarks of these stanzas that they seem "to have been influenced, in their style at least, by broadside material such as the Boston Burglar" See Cox, No. 42.
"The Poor Boy." The song was obtained from Miss Jessie Pressley, Montreat, North Carolina, July, 1932.
1. When I was a poor boy, I stood upon the square; I use to pocket money; I knew it was not fair;
I traveled on a steam-boat; I learnt to rob and steal; When 1 made a big haul, how jolly I would feel!
Chorus Oh, where is the money, boy, come to go my bail ? Oh, where is the money, boy, come to go my bail ? Oh, where is the money, boy, come to go my bail ? Left me broken-hearted in old Asheville jail.
2. When I left on Birmingham, I left her on a bum Straightway to Minford and there I just begun; Sat down for to gamble; five dollars was the game; How 1 beat that gambler was a scandle and a shame.
3. i used to wear the white and hat, the horse and buggy fine;
I used to court those pretty girls; I always called them mine; I courted them a long time; I courted them all in vain; They sent me around to Raleigh to wear the ball and chain.

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