On the Nickel Lyrics

Verse 1:
Sticks and stones will break my bones,
But I always will be true,
G D /c# Bm
When your mama is dead and gone,
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I'll sing this lullaby just for you,
So what becomes of little boys,
Who never say their prayers,
Well they're sleepin' like a baby,
On the Nickel over there.
And if you chew tobacco,
And wish upon the star,
G D /c# Bm
Well you'll find out where the scarecrows sit,
su
Man they look like punchlines between the cars,
And I know a place where a royal flush,
Can never beat a pair,
And even Thomas Jefferson,
Is on the nickel over There.
So ring around the rosie,
You're sleepin in the rain,
And you're always late for supper,
And man you let me down again,
I thought I heard a mocking bird,
Roosevelt knows where,
They're whisteling past the grave yard
And they're on the nickel over there.
So what becomes of little boys,
That run away from home,
Well the world keeps gettin' bigger,
Once you get out on your own,
So climb up thru that buttonhole,
And fall right up the stairs,
I'll show you where the short dogs go,
On the nickel...over there.
Seque into riff from Waltzing Matilda (not Tom Traubert's Blues)