Cocaine Blues 1947
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Early one mornin' while makin' my rounds
I took a shot of cocaine 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 that gun
Took a shot of cocaine and away I run
Made a good run, but I run too slow
They overtook me down in Juarez, Mexico
Layin' in a hop joint, a-smokin' the pill
In walked the sheriff from Jericho Hill
He said, "Willy Lee, your name is not Jack Brown
You're the dirty hop that shot your woman down"
"Yes, oh yes, my name is Willy Lee
If you've got a warrant just read it to me
Shot her cold cause she made me sore
I thought I was her daddy but she had five more"
When I was 'rrested, I was dressed in black
Put me on the train, and they brought me back
Had no friends to go my bail
They slapped my dried up carcass in that country jail
Early next morning 'bout half past nine
I spied the sheriff coming down the line
Hawked and he coughed as he cleared his throat
He said come on you dirty hype into that district court
Into the courtroom my trial began
Where I was paneled 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
Holdin' the verdict in his right hand
The verdict read "...in the first degree"
I hollered, "Lawdy, Lawdy, have mercy on me"
The judge he smiled as he picked up his pen
99 years in the San Quentin pen
99 years underneath that ground
I'll ne'er forget the day I shot my woman down
Come all you hypes and listen unto me
Just lay off that whiskey and let that cocaine be