The New Lost City Ramblers When First Unto This Country

When first to this country
A stranger I came,
I courted a fair maiden
Nancy was her name

I courted her for love,
And her love I didn't obtain;
Do you think I've any reason
Or right to complain?

I rode to see my Nancy,
I rode both day and night
I courted dearest Nancy,
My own heart's true delight.

I rode to see my Nancy,
I rode both day and night,
Till I spied a fine dray horse
So plump looking and white.

The Sheriff's guards, they followed,
And overtaken me.
They carted me away
To the penitentiary.

They opened up the door
And then they shoved me in;
They cleared off my head
And shaved off my chin.

They beat me and they banged me,
They fed me on dried beef,
Till I wished to my own soul
I'd never been a thief.

With my hands in my pockets,
I felt that I'se so bold,
With my coat of many colors
Like Jacob's of old.