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I had a friend named bill camel he used to rob steel and gamble 
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And on the side he would beg so he more tough 
 
I told him he shouldn't do it, and camel told me he knew it 
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So he started thinking with a bucket instead of a cup 
 
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He's in the jailhouse now; He's in the jailhouse now 
     G# 
Well camel fluffed his duff when he wore a tuxedo to the country club 
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He's in the jailhouse now 
 
 
I met his old gal Sadie; she said have you seen Bill lately 
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I said that I don't believe that he's about 
 
She went down to the jail; she went down to take him his mail 
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Then she whispered Sheriff please don't let him out 
 
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He's in the jailhouse now; He's in the jailhouse now 
      G# 
While Camels' put away, Sadie with the sheriff everyday 
                      C# 
He's in the jailhouse now 
 
Well I remember the last election, the prohibitionists were in action 
 They was trying to elect themselves a president 
Bill Camel and John Austin, walked from New Orleans to Boston 
And they got them a bottle in every settlement 
 
He's in the jailhouse now; He's in the jailhouse now 
They were down at the railroad track, stealin' a train to hall it back 
He's in the jailhouse now