Cocaine Blues

Early one mornin' while makin' the rounds Took a shot of cocaine and I shot my woman down Went right home and I went to bed I 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 ran too slow They overtook me down in Juarez, Mexico Laid in the hot joints takin' 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" Said, "Yes, sir, yes, my name is Willy Lee If you've got a warrant, just read it to me 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 it took me back Had no friends for to go my bail They slapped my dried up carcass in that county jail Got up next mornin' 'bout a half past nine Spied the sheriff coming down the line Hopped and he coughed as he cleared his throat He said, "Come on you dirty hop into that district court" Into the courtroom, my trial began Where I was handled by 12 honest men Just before the jury started out I saw that little judge commence to look about In about five minutes in walked the man Holding the verdict in his right hand The verdict read in the first degree I hollered, "Lordy, Lordy, have mercy on me" The judge he smiled as he picked up his pen 99 years in the Folsom pen' 99 years underneath that ground I can't forget the day I shot that bad bitch down Come on you hops and listen unto me Lay off that whiskey and let that cocaine be