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The Boston Burglar by Johnny McEvoy
The Boston Burglar
Tuning:E A D G B E
Capo:no capo
INTRO: C D7 G Em C D7 G
G C G D7 G Em G
I was born and raised in Boston, A place you all know well
C D7 G Em G C D7
Brought up by honest parents, The truth to you I'll tell
G C G D7 G Em G
Brought up by honest parents, And raised most tenderly
C D7 G Em C D7 G
Till I became a sporting lad, At the age of twenty-three
G C G D7 G Em G
My character was taken, And I was sent to jail
C D7 G Em G C D7
My friends they came and tried in vain, To get me out on bail
G C G D7 G Em G
The jury found me guilty, The clerk he wrote it down
C D7 G Em C D7 G
The judge he passed the sentence, I was bound for Charlestown
G C G D7 G Em G
The placed me on an eastbound train, One cold December day
C D7 G Em G C D7
And every station we passed through, You could hear the people say
G C G D7 G Em G
There goes the Boston burglar, In cold chains he is bound
C D7 G Em C D7 G
For one crime or another, He is bound for Charlestown
C D7 G Em C D7 G
G C G D7 G Em G
All you that have your freedom, Take a warning if you can
C D7 G Em G C D7
And don't go round the streets at night, Breaking laws of God and man
G C G D7 G Em G
For if you do, you'll surely rue, And find yourself like me
C D7 G Em C D7 G
Serving up, for twenty years, In the pen-i-tent-iary
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version 2
Tuning:E A D G B E
Capo:2nd fret
[Verse]
D G D A
I was born and reared in Boston,
D D7
A place you all know well,
G A D
Brought up by honest parents,
D G A A7
The truth to you I'll tell;
D G D A
Brought up by honest parents,
D D7
And reared most tenderly,
G A D
Until I became a sporting lad
G A D
At the age of twenty-three.
D G D A
Well, my character was broken,
D D7
And I was sent to jail,
G A D
My friends and parents did their best
D G A A7
For to get me out on bail;
D G D A
But the jury they found me guilty,
D D7
And the judge he wrote it down,
G A D
For breaking of the Union Bank,
G A D
You are sent to Charlestown.
D G D A
I can see me dear old father,
D D7
Standing at the bar,
G A D
And likewise my dear mother,
D G A A7
Tearing out her hair;
D G D A
Tearing out her old gray locks,
D D7
As the tears came tumbling down,
G A D
My son, my son, what have you done,
G A D
To be sent to Charlestown?
D G D A
Well, I stepped aboard an east bound train
D D7
One cold December day,
G A D
And at every station I passed by,
D G A A7
You could hear the people say:
D G D A
Ah! There goes the Boston burglar,
D D7
In strong irons he is bound,
G A D
For breaking of the Union Bank,
G A D
He is sent to Charlestown.
D G D A
There's a girl in Boston city,
D D7
A girl I know so well,
G A D
And if I had my liberty,
D G A A7
With her I mean to dwell;
D G D A
If I had my liberty,
D D7
Rough company I would shun,
G A D
And likewise walking late at night,
G A D
And likewise drinking rum.
D G D A
Oh, you that have your liberty,
D D7
Keep it if you can,
G A D
And don't go midnight rambling,
G A A7
Or you'll break the laws of man;
D G D A
And if you do you're sure to rue,
D D7
And you'll end up just like me,
G A D
And sentenced down to twenty years
G A D
In the Penitentiary
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version 3
Tuning:E A D G B E
Key:D
Capo:no capo
D Am D
Oh, I was born in Boston, a city you all know well
Am D
Brought up by honest parents, the truth to you I'll tell,
Am D
Brought up by honest parents, and raised most tenderly,
G A7 D
'Til I became a sportin' man at the age of twenty three
D Am D
My Character was taken, and I was sent to jail,
Am D
My friends found out it was in vain, to try and set my bail:
Am D
The Jury found me guilty, the clerk he wrote it down
G A7 D
The judge then passed the sentence, I was sentenced to Charlestown.
D Am D
I was put on board an eastern train, one cold December day,
Am D
and every station that we passed, I could hear the people say;
Am D
"There goes the Bostn burglar, in strong chains he is bound,
G A7 D
For some crime or another, he is going to Charlestown."
D Am D
All you that have your freedom, pray keep it if you can,
Am D
And don't go 'round the streets at night breaking laws of G-d and man,
Am D
For if you do, you'll surely rue, and find yourself like me,
G A7 D
Serving up full twenty years in the penetentiary
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