A Hundred Years

Oh, a hundred years is a very long time
Oh yes, Oh
A hundred years is a very long time
A hundred years ago

Well a hundred years on the eastern shore
Oh, a hundred years on the eastern shore

Old Bully John from Baltimore
I knew him well that son of a whore

Old Bully John I knew him well
But now he's dead and gone to hell

He's dead and gone forevermore
He's gone and dead that son of a whore

A hundred years have passed and gone
It's a hundred years since I made this song

They thought the stars were set alight
By a bunch of angels very night