Sam Hall
Words & Music: Trad.

A song regarding a highwayman who came to a sticky end

Oh, me name is Sam Hall, chimney sweep, chimney sweep.
Oh, me name is Sam Hall, chimney sweep.
Oh, me name is Sam Hall, and I robbed both great and small.
And my neck will pay for all when I die, when I die.
And my neck will pay for all when I die

I have 20 pounds in store, thatís not all, thatís not all.
I have 20 pounds in store, thatís not all.
I have 20 pounds in store, and Iíll rob full 20 more.
For the rich must help the poor, so must I, so must I.
For the rich must help the poor, so must I.

Well, they took me to Cootehill in a cart, in a cart.
Well, they took me to Cootehill in a cart.
Well, they took me to Cootehill where they stopped to make my will.
Saying the best of friends must part, so must I, so must I.
Saying the best of friends must part, so must I.

Up the ladder I did grope, thatís no joke, thatís no joke.
Up the ladder I did grope, thatís no joke.
Up the ladder I did grope and the hangman pulled the rope.
And itís never a word I spoke, tumbling down, tumbling down.
And itís never a word I spoke tumbling down.