Jack Hall Lyrics

Oh my name is Jack Hall, Jack Hall

Oh my name is Jack Hall, Jack Hall

My name is Jack Hall and I've robbed both great and small

And my neck shall pay for all, when I die.



I've twenty pounds in store and that's not all

I've twenty pounds in store and that's not all

I've twenty pounds in store and I'd kill for twenty more

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 and 'twas there I made my will

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.