I went across the folk club,
And Andrew was a sleep?
I put it to you.
I went across the folk club.
and Andrew was asleep.
I went across the folk club ,
Andrew was asleep.
I nicked his pick,
He was in trouble deep. (Well for strumming anyway.

It takes a worried Man.
Too nick poor Andrews Pick.
It takes a worried man
to nick poor Andrews pick.
It takes a worried man.
Too nick poor Andrews pick
The culprits a Pick in hand.
And Andrews one pick short........ and sick,.

Twenty one nicked picks
lying in my tin.
twenty one nicked picks laying in my tin.
Twenty one nicked picks lying in my tin
and on each pick are the initials of my name.

Asked the judge what would be my time.
I asked the judge what would be my time
I asked the judge what would be my time.
a shovel and a pick?
on the rocky mountain high.