Hank Snow – The Night I Stole Old Sammy Morgans Gin (Guitar)

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Listen folks and I will tell a funny story

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You may think it sad but I was in my glory

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Twas a cellar I crept in cobwebs brushing by my chin

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On the night I stole old Sammy Morgan's gin

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As my hand fell on the jug I had to snicker

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But when I started for the door I went much quicker

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For just up above my head someone jumped right out of bed

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On the night I stole old Sammy Morgan's gin

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As I left that cellar believe me I was lifting

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And the hops from one arm to the other shifting

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Then I stopped and hauled the plug sat there till I drained the jug

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Had my mind all set no spare drops I was missing

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Then on my feet I thought I was but wasn't

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And for roads I guess I saw about a dozen

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When I reached the old porch door I went smack-o on the floor

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On the night I stole old Sammy Morgan's gin

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I just made one step and landed in the coal box

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Then from off the mantle came a Big Ben alarm clock

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But I finally got upstairs after passing seven bears

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Twas the night I stole old Sammy Morgan's gin

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By my bedroom door an owl stood taking tickets

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Then the monkey stood before me baking biscuits

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But the funniest sight of all was two roosters playing ball

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On the night I stole old Sammy Morgan's gin

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I saw mice as big as horses washing dishes

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As an ape came in the door dressed up in britches

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Then the floor fell on my head as I tried to get in bed

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Twas the night I stole old Sammy Morgan's gin

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Well I woke next morning guess twas closer evening

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And my room was certainly in an awful shape

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Someone else had took my head and left an elephant's there instead

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On the morning after drinking Sammy's gin