The Night I Stole Old Sammy Morgan`s Gin

<br>Listen folks and I will tell a funny story<br>You may think it sad but I was in my glory<br>`Twas a cellar I crept in, cobwebs brushing by my chin<br>On the night I stole old Sammy Morgan`s gin<br><br>As my hand fell on the jug I had to snicker<br>But when I started for the door I went much quicker<br>For just up above my head someone jumped right out of bed<br>On the night I stole old Sammy Morgan`s gin<br><br>As I left that cellar believe me, I was liftin`<br>And the hops from one arm to the other shiftin`<br>Then I stopped and hauled the plug, sat there till I drained the jug<br>Had my mind all set, no spare drops I was missin`<br><br>Then on my feet I thought I was, but wasn`t<br>And for roads, I guess I saw about a dozen<br>When I reached the old porch door I went smack-o on the floor<br>On the night I stole old Sammy Morgan`s gin<br><br>I just made one step and landed in the coal box<br>Then from off the mantle came a Big Ben `larm clock<br>But I finally got upstairs after passing seven bears<br>`Twas the night I stole old Sammy Morgan`s gin<br><br>By my bedroom door an owl stood taking tickets<br>Then the monkey stood before me baking biscuits<br>But the funniest sight of all was two roosters playing ball<br>On the night I stole old Sammy Morgan`s gin<br><br>I saw mice as big as horses washing dishes<br>As an ape came in the door dressed up in britches<br>Then the floor fell on my head as I tried to get in bed<br>`Twas the night I stole old Sammy Morgan`s gin<br><br>Well, I woke next morning guess `twas closer ev`nin`<br>And my room was certainly in an awful shape<br>Someone else had took my head and left an elephant`s there instead<br>On the morning after drinking Sammy`s gin