Cocaine Blues — аккорды и текст

Oh yes, my name is Willie 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 took me back. Had no friend for to go my bail.

They slapped my

dried up carcass in that county jail.

Early next mornin, bout a half past

nine, I spied the sheriff comin down the line.

Upped and he coughed as he

flared his nose, he said well come on you

dirty hack into that district

court. Into the courtroom where my trial began

where I was held by twelve

honest men. Just before the jury started out,

I saw that little judge come

as 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 lordy

lordy have mercy on me. The judge,

he smiled as he picked up his pen.

Ninety-nine years in the Folsom pen.

Ninety-nine years underneath that

ground, I can't forget the day I shot that bad bitch down.

Come all, you

gotta listen unto me, lay off that whiskey

and let that cocaine be.