Written by Jimmie Rodgers
C# I had a friend named bill camel he used to rob steel and gamble F# And on the side he would beg so he more tough I told him he shouldn't do it, and camel told me he knew it G#7 C# So he started thinking with a bucket instead of a cup N.C. C# F# He's in the jailhouse now; He's in the jailhouse now G# Well camel fluffed his duff when he wore a tuxedo to the country club C# He's in the jailhouse now I met his old gal Sadie; she said have you seen Bill lately F# I said that I don't believe that he's about She went down to the jail; she went down to take him his mail G#7 C# Then she whispered Sheriff please don't let him out N.C. C# F# He's in the jailhouse now; He's in the jailhouse now G# While Camels' put away, Sadie with the sheriff everyday C# He's in the jailhouse now 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