Lyrics: First verse Did you ever hear the story of Ragged, Jagged Jack? Here he comes down the street with a pack on his back. He comes in the morning, and he comes at night, And he gobbles up ev'ry thing in sight, He wakes up the neighborhood for miles around, He's a reglar alarm clock, always wound. he gets beneath your window when you try to get to sleep, And yells in a voice so loud and deep, Chorus Any rags? Rags? Any rags, any bones, any bottles today, There's a big black rag picker coming this way, Any rags? Rags? Any rags, any bones, any bottles today, It's the same old story, in the same old way. Second verse If you happen for to leave a thing out all night, you get up in the morn and it's gone from yer sight. You'll know then that Ragged jack has been that way. He's a very bad omen, people say. He stole all his furniture, he stole his wife, If he'd steal from his friend he'd steal yer life. he never gets molested as he daily walks about, But things disappear when he yells out:
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The derogatory terms, images, and ideas that appear in some of this sheet music are not condoned by the University of Mississippi. They do represent the attitudes of a number of Americans at the times the songs were published. As such, it is hoped that the sheet music in this collection can aid students of music, history, and other disciplines to better understand popular American music and racial stereotypes from the 19th- and early 20th-centuries. Read the introduction for further information to use when contextualizing this item: http://18.104.22.168/cdm4/intro_harris.php