Collected by Merlin Mitchell
Transcribed by Kyle Perrin
Mrs. T. M. Davis
February 25, 1950
The Boston Burglar
M• •• We're at the home of Mrs. T. M. Davis at 802 Glendale in Fayetteville,
Arkansas. This is February 25, 1950. We're going to have some
songs recorded and Mrs. Davis is going to sing the first. one. What's it
Mrs. D ••• The song's called The Boston Burglar.
I'se born in Boston, Boys, a city you all know well,
Now, honest parents, the truth to you I'll tell,
Brought up by honest parents and raised most tenderly,
'Til I became a drinking man at the age of twenty-three.
My character was taken and I was sent to jail,
My friends and all relations they tried to give me a hail,
My friends and all relations they tried to give me a bail,
But the judge he placed a sentence on me and I was sent to jail.
They put me on an East bound train one cold December day,
And every city that I passed through you could hear those people say,
There goes the Boston burglar; with strong chains he'll be bound,
For some bad deed or other he's done, he's bound for Charleston town.
There is a girl in Boston, a girl you all know well,
If ever I gain my liberty, I long with her to dwell,
If ever I gain my liberty, bad company I'll shun,
Of walking 'round the streets at night, and drinking of good rum.
Came all you Boys who have liberty, pray keep itwhile you can,
Don't walk about the streets at night to break the laws of man,
For if you do, you 'll surely rue, and find yourself like me,
Serving out your twenty-one years in a penetentary.
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