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I was born and raised in Bos-ton, a place you all know well,
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Brought up by honest par-ents, the truth to you Iâ??ll tell.
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Brought up by honest par-ents, and raised most tenderly,
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Till I became a sporting lad, at the age of twenty three.
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My character was ta-ken, and I was sent to jail,
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My friends they came and tried in vain, to get me out on bail.
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The jury found me guil-ty, the clerk he wrote it down,
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The judge he passed my sentence and I was sent to Charlestown.
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They placed me on an east bound train, one cold December day,
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And at every station we passed through, you could hear the people say.
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â??There goes the Boston bur-glar in cold chains he is bound,
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For one crime or another he is bound for Charlestownâ?.
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Now you that have your freedom, take warning if you can,
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Donâ??t go around the streets at night, breaking laws of God and man.
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For if you do youâ??re sure to rue, and find yourself like me,
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Serving up twen-ty three years, in the Pena-ten-tury.