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Tom Brown Sits in His Prison Cell

This song is by Luke Jordan and appears on the compilation "Too Late, Too Late" Volume 8 (1895/96-1942) (1997).

Tom Brown sat in his prison cell, could not sit outside
To pay his little fine, to raise it he had tried
Was out with a minstrel troupe, were caught up in a fight
He telegrammed his baby for some coin on Saturday night

On Sunday, on Monday, poor Tom, he had the blues
To double his trouble, if his baby would refuse
But the next day, just at noon-time
Was singing songs in coon-time
I've got more money now than I really know how to use

I've just received a telegram from baby
Answer to the one she got from me
I found she was a most obliging lady
Just as I'd expected her to be

I knew my baby would not disappoint me
I never gave her cause to turn me down
She wired me this roll of twenty
Boys, I know that is a-plenty
For to take me back to town

They turned Tom loose, but first he split his bankroll just in half
He roamed around the jail to give the other boys a laugh
He said: It's very wrong, y'all, to get in such a scrape
Unless you have a baby to help make your escape

I've got one, she's not one, a girl that's least bit slow
To save me, she gave me this little roll of dough
So if the train leaves at the right time
I'll be back home at noon-time
Goodbye, my boys, I'm sorry, I really have got to go

I've just received a telegram from baby
Answer to the one she got from me
I found she was a most obliging lady
Just as I'd expected her to be

I knew my baby would not disappoint me
I never gave her cause to turn me down
She wired me this roll of twenty
Boys, I know that is a-plenty
For to take me back to town

Recorded:

November 19, 1929; New York City, NY