Jack Hall

Steeleye Span

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    Oh, my name it is Jack Hall, Jack Hall.
    Oh, my name it is Jack Hall, Jack Hall.
    My name it is Jack Hall
    And I've robbed both great and small.
    And my neck shall pay for all, when I die, when I die.
    And my neck shall pay for all, when I die.

    Oh, I've twenty pounds in store and that's not all.
    Oh, I've twenty pounds in store and that's not all.
    Oh, I've twenty pounds in store
    And I'd kill for twenty more.
    And my neck shall pay for all, when I die, when I die.
    And my neck shall pay for all, when I die.

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    Oh, I rode up Tyburn Hill in a cart.
    Oh, I rode up Tyburn Hill in a cart.
    Oh, I rode up Tyburn Hill
    And 'twas there I made my will,
    Saying, "The best of friends must part, so farewell, so farewell."
    Saying, "The best of friends must part, so farewell."

    Up the ladder I did grope, that's no joke.
    Up the ladder I did grope, that's no joke.
    Up the ladder I did grope
    And the hangman spread his rope.
    But never a word I spoke, coming down, coming down.
    But never a word I spoke, coming down

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    Composition: Jörgen Elofsson and Robert Johnson

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