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Wild Bill Jones |
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2 He reeled and he staggered, he fell to the ground, He gave one dying groan ;
He cast his eyes on his Lulu girl's face,
Says : Darling, you're left alone.
If I'd have listened to what mamma said,
At home I'd have been to-day,
'Stead of being in this old jail
Wearing my life away.
3 Pass your jugs and your bottles all around, Let's get on the spree,
For to-day's the last of wild Bill Jones, To-morrow'll be the last of me. When I am dead and in my coffin, Pretty girls all crowded around, Push back my coffin lid, See the last of wild Bill Jones. |
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