I had a friend named bill camel he used to rob steel and gamble
And on the side he would beg so he more t ough
I told him he shouldn't do it and camel told me he knew it
So he s tarted thinking with a bucket instead of a c up
H N.C. e's in the jailhouse now ; He's in the jailhouse now
Well c amel fluffed his duff when he wore a tuxedo to the country club
He's in the jailhouse n ow
I met his old gal Sadie; she said have you seen Bill lately
I said that I don't believe that he's a bout
She went down to the jail; she went down to take him his mail
Then s he whispered Sheriff please don't let him o ut
N.C.
He's in the jailhouse now; He's in the jailhouse now
While C amels' put away Sadie with the sheriff everyday
He's in the jailhouse n ow
Well I remember the last election the prohibitionists were in action
They was trying to elect themselves a president
Bill Camel and John Austin walked from New Orleans to Boston
And they got them a bottle in every settlement
He's in the jailhouse now; He's in the jailhouse now
They were down at the railroad track stealin' a train to hall it back
He's in the jailhouse now