Oh, me name it is Sam Hall, chimney sweep, chimney sweep
Oh, me name it is Sam Hall, chimney sweep
Oh, me name it is Sam Hall, and I've robbed both great and small
And me neck will pay for all, when I die, when I die
And me neck will pay for all, when I die.
I have 20 pounds in store, that's not all, that's not all
I have 20 pounds in store, that's not all
I have 20 pounds in store, and I'll rob for twenty more
For the rich must help the poor, so must I, so must I
For the rich must help the poor, so must I.
Oh, they brought me to Coote Hill in a cart, in a cart
Oh, they brought me to Coote Hill in a cart
Oh, they brought me to Coote Hill, there I stopped to make my will
For the best of friends must part, so must I, so must I
For the best of friends must part, so must I.
Up the ladder I did grope, that's no joke, that's no joke
Up the ladder I did grope, that's no joke
Up the ladder I did grope, and the hangman pulled the rope
Oh, and ne'er a word I spoke, tumblin' down, tumblin' down
Oh, and ne'er a word I spoke, tumblin' down.
Oh, me name it is Sam Hall, chimney sweep, chimney sweep
Oh, me name it is Sam Hall, chimney sweep
Oh, me name it is Sam Hall, and I hate yas one and all
You're a bunch of muggers all, damn your eyes, damn your eyes
You're a bunch of muggers all, damn your eyes.
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Oh, me name it is Sam Hall, chimney sweep, chimney sweep
Oh, me name it is Sam Hall, chimney sweep
Oh, me name it is Sam Hall, and I've robbed both great and small
And me neck will pay for all, when I die, when I die
And me neck will pay for all, when I die.
I have 20 pounds in store, that's not all, that's not all
I have 20 pounds in store, that's not all
I have 20 pounds in store, and I'll rob for twenty more
For the rich must help the poor, so must I, so must I
For the rich must help the poor, so must I.
Oh, they brought me to Coote Hill in a cart, in a cart
Oh, they brought me to Coote Hill in a cart
Oh, they brought me to Coote Hill, there I stopped to make my will
For the best of friends must part, so must I, so must I
For the best of friends must part, so must I.
Up the ladder I did grope, that's no joke, that's no joke
Up the ladder I did grope, that's no joke
Up the ladder I did grope, and the hangman pulled the rope
Oh, and ne'er a word I spoke, tumblin' down, tumblin' down
Oh, and ne'er a word I spoke, tumblin' down.
Oh, me name it is Sam Hall, chimney sweep, chimney sweep
Oh, me name it is Sam Hall, chimney sweep
Oh, me name it is Sam Hall, and I hate yas one and all
You're a bunch of muggers all, damn your eyes, damn your eyes
You're a bunch of muggers all, damn your eyes.
Oh, me name it is Sam Hall, chimney sweep
Oh, me name it is Sam Hall, and I've robbed both great and small
And me neck will pay for all, when I die, when I die
And me neck will pay for all, when I die.
I have 20 pounds in store, that's not all, that's not all
I have 20 pounds in store, that's not all
I have 20 pounds in store, and I'll rob for twenty more
For the rich must help the poor, so must I, so must I
For the rich must help the poor, so must I.
Oh, they brought me to Coote Hill in a cart, in a cart
Oh, they brought me to Coote Hill in a cart
Oh, they brought me to Coote Hill, there I stopped to make my will
For the best of friends must part, so must I, so must I
For the best of friends must part, so must I.
Up the ladder I did grope, that's no joke, that's no joke
Up the ladder I did grope, that's no joke
Up the ladder I did grope, and the hangman pulled the rope
Oh, and ne'er a word I spoke, tumblin' down, tumblin' down
Oh, and ne'er a word I spoke, tumblin' down.
Oh, me name it is Sam Hall, chimney sweep, chimney sweep
Oh, me name it is Sam Hall, chimney sweep
Oh, me name it is Sam Hall, and I hate yas one and all
You're a bunch of muggers all, damn your eyes, damn your eyes
You're a bunch of muggers all, damn your eyes.
Writer: TEX RITTER
Copyright: Lyrics © JOHNNY BOND PUBLICATIONS
Copyright: Lyrics © JOHNNY BOND PUBLICATIONS