Cocaine Blues

Early one mornin' while makin' my rounds
I took a shot of ******* and I shot my woman down
Went right home and I went to bed
And stuck that lovin' .44 beneath my head
Got up next mornin' and I grabbed up that gun
Took a shot of ******* and away I run
Made my run but I run too slow
They overtook me down in Juarez, Mexico
Late in the hot joint, smokin' a deal
In walked the sheriff from Jericho Hill
He said, "Willy Lee, your name is not Jack Brown"
Said, "You're the dirty hack that shot your woman down"
"Yes, oh yes, my name is Willy Lee
If you've got a warrant just read it to me
I shot her down because she made me sore
I thought I was her daddy but she had five more"
When I was arrested I was dressed in black
They put me on a train and they took me back
I had no friend for to go my bail
They slapped my dried up [Incomprehensible] jail
Early next mornin' 'bout a half past nine
I spot that big old sheriff comin' down the line
He hacked and he coughed as he cleared his throat
Said, "Come on, you dirty hack" into that 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 commence to look about
In about five minutes in walked a man
Holding up the verdict in his right hand
"Guilty, guilty in the first degree"
I hollered, "Someone please come sing them blues to me"
The judge he smiled as he picked up his pen
And he said, "99 years in that San Quentin pen"
99 years underneath that ground
I'd never forget the day I shot that bad ***** down
Come on, get up and listen unto me
Lay off that whiskey and let that ******* be