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Cocaine Blues
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Early one morning while making around, I took a shot of cocain and I shot my woman down,
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went right home and I went to bed I - stuck that lovin´ fourty-four beneath my head.
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Early next morning I grabbed that gun, took a shot of cocain and the way I`d run.
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Made a good run but I ran too slow, they overtook me down in Juarez, Mexico.
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Laid in a hard joint, takin´ a pill, inwalked the sheriff from Jericho Hill,
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said Willie Lee your name is not Jack Brown, you`re the dirty hobbit, shot your woman down!
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I said "Yes, Sir, my name is Willie Lee, if you`ve got a warrant just read it to me.
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Shot her down because she made me sore:
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I thought I was her Daddy but she had five more."
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When I was arrested I was dressed in black, the put me on a train and they took me back.
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I had no friends for to go my bail: they slugged my dried-up carcass in that county-jail.
Got up next morning `bout a half-past-nine, despite the sheriff commin´ down the line,
popped and he coffed as he cleared his throat, he said:
"Now -huuh- that dirty hop into the district court.“
Into the courtroom my trial began where I was handled by twelve honest men.
Just before the jury started out I saw that little judge commenced to look about.
In about five minutes in-walked a man holding the verdict in his right hand.
The verdict read "in the first degree" I hollered "Lord y Lord, they haven`t mercy on me!"
The judge he smiled as he picked up his pen: "Ninety-nine years in them Folsom-Pain!"
Ninety-nine years underneath that frown - I can`t forget the day I shot my woman down.
Come on you hobbs and listen on to me, lay of that whiskey and let that cocain be.