Little Sadie

Went out one night for to make a little round

I met little Sadie and I shot her down

Went back home, jumped into bed

Forty four pistol under my head

I woke up in the morning 'bout a half past nine

The hacks and the buggies standing in line

Gents and the gamblers standing around

Taking little Sadie to her burying ground

I began to think of what a deed I'd done

I grabbed my hat and away I did run

Made a good run, just a little too slow

They overtook me in Jericho

Standing on the corner, reading the bill

When up stepped the sheriff from Thomasville

He said, miss, is your name Brown?

Remember the night you shot Sadie down?

I said, oh yes sir, but my name is Lee

And I murdered little Sadie in the first degree

First degree and second degree

Got any papers, will you read 'em to me?

So they took me downtown and dressed me in black

Put me on the train and started me back

All the way back to the Thomasville jail

Had no money for to go my bail

The judge and the jury, they took their stand

The judge had the papers in his right hand

Forty one days, and forty one nights

Forty one years to wear the ball and the stripes

Went out one night for to make a little round

I met little Sadie and I shot her down

Went back home, jumped into bed

Forty four pistol under my head