Someday, i'm going to murder

This burglar that keeps coming.

Somday they're going to find

Him dead beside the road.

Twice I set a trap,

To catch him in the night.

And twice it was I,

Who got caught in that trap.

Never seen a man,

So smart in his own ways.

Picture him as a snake,

Thats creeps inside the hay.

And now I nurse my feeling,

Still my goods keep on missing.

Ah! When i catch this burglar,

And this i know for sure

Someday i'm going to murder

This burglar that keeps coming.

Someday they're going to find

Him dead beside the road.



Hennessy. . .

classic!!!