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The Boston Burglar
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I was born and reared in Boston, A place you all know well, Brought up by honest parents, The truth to you I'll tell; Brought up by honest parents, And reared most tenderly, Until I became a sporting lad At the age of twenty-three. Well, my character was broken, And I was sent to jail, My friends and parents did their best For to get me out on bail; But the jury they found me guilty, And the judge he wrote it down, For breaking of the Union Bank, You are sent to Charlestown. I can see me dear old father, Standing at the bar, And likewise my dear mother, Tearing out her hair; Tearing out her old gray locks, As the tears came tumbling down, My son, my son, what have you done, To be sent to Charlestown? Well, I stepped aboard an east bound train One cold December day,


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