Traditional 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 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. Oh, I rode up Tyburn Hill in a cart Oh, I rode up Tyburn Hill in a cart Oh, I rode up Tyburn Hill, it was 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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