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The Night I Stol Sammy Morgan's Gin
Stompin' Tom Connors
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Listen folks and I will tell a funny story
You may think it sad but I was in my glory
'Twas a cellar I crept in, the cobwebs brushing by my chin
On the night I stole old Sammy Morgan's gin
As my hand fell on the jug, I had to snicker
When I started for the door I went much quicker
For just up above my head someone jumped in out of bed
On the night I stole old Sammy Morgan's gin
As I left that cellar, believe me I was lifting
And the hops from one arm to the other shifting
I then stopped and hauled the plug
And sat there 'til I drained the jug
Had my mind all set and no spare drops I was missing
Then on my feet I thought I was, but I wasn't
And for loads I guess I saw about a dozen
When I reached the old porch door I went smack all on the floor
On the night I stole old Sammy Morgan's gin
I just made one step and I landed in the coal box
From off the mantle came a Big Ben alarm clock
But I finally got upstairs after passing seven bears
On the night I stole old Sammy Morgan's gin
By my bedroom door an owl stood taking tickets
And a monkey stood before me baking biscuits
But the funniest sight of all was two roosters playing ball
On the night I stole old Sammy Morgan's gin
I saw mice as big as horses washing dishes
As an ape came in the door dressed up in riches
Then the floor fell on my head when I tried to get in bed
On the night I stole old Sammy Morgan's gin
Well, I woke next morning, though I guess 'twas closer evening
And my room, it was certainly in an awful shape
Someone else had took my head and left an elephant's there instead
On the morning after drinking Sammy's gin
'Twas the morning after drinking Sammy's gin
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