Twenty Thieves From Albion




Twenty Thieves From Albion

Twenty thieves from Albion,
All with butcher knives,
Coming on the dead run,
Fighting for their lives.

See the man from our town.
In a fancy vest,
Knocking all the big ones down,
Chasing all the rest.

Leroy F. Jackson



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