Jailbreaker

Now gather round and hear the song of good old Jack the Lad
This slippery son ensnared by none, he never could be had
Four times they tried to lock him up, four times he did escape
His reputation flourished every time he got away, they named him

Jailbreaker
Jailbreaker

First time he went up to the roof, then down onto the ground
The sound of bars and timbers breaking woke the folk around
Still clapped in irons, he went and joined the crowd
Watching his own escape, he pointed to the clouds and shouted

Jailbreaker
Jailbreaker

With lovely Lyon by his side, he soon escaped again
But lovely Lady Lyon was a tricksy little friend
She turned Jack in to Johnny Wild but had a change of heart
She dressed Jack up in frocks and skirts
He surely looked the part, he was a

Jailbreaker
Jailbreaker

Final time, he showed the gaolers just how it was done
He slipped his bonds before their eyes, by golly, they were stunned
They tightened up his cuffs and said we've got you, Jacky son
He bowed his head and smiled a smile, he never would be done

He broke his chains and crawled up through the chapel's holy floor
And then he burst his way through six or seven mighty doors
Just as if to spite them, he went back down to his hold
To grab himself a blanket to protect him from the cold

He was a cunning, quick and crafty, captivating little con
A sneaky, sleazy sinner who'd confess he did no wrong
Well connected, discontented when put under key and lock
He said I am the shepherd, and the gaolers are my flock, I am a

Jailbreaker
Jailbreaker
Jailbreaker