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An' then I'd ask him for some grub
An' togs ter keep me warm,
An' jest some place ter lay me head
Inside out of the storm;

I didn't ax him for a bed,
But jest some straws, you see,
An' then I'd hark an' try ter hear
If he would answer me.

But all I'd hear was rumblin' wheels,
An' jinglin' horse car bells,
He never cares for such as me,
He goes in for them swells.

About that time I jined the gang,
An' then we bust the bank;
They was a mighty wicked crowd
That cussed an' fit an' drank.

I didn't know how bad they was
Until we made the deal,
An' then they'd carved me quick as wink
Ef I'd a dared ter squeal.

Then next we tried a big stone front
Where there was lots of tin;
Big Devil Dick, he bust a light
An' then he put me in.

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