Cocaine Blues

Early one mornin' while makin' the rounds

I took a shot a cocaine and I shot my baby down

I shot her down and went to bed

I stuffed that lovin' forty four beneath my head

Woke 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

And in the highjoints takin' the pill

In walked the sheriff from Saratoga?? hill

Willy Lee your name is not Jack Brown

Your the dirty hack that shot your woman down

Yes oh yes my name is Willy Lee

If you've got a warrant you'd better read it to me

I shot her down because she made me slow

I thought I was her daddy but she had five more

When I was arrested I was dressed in black

They threw me on a freight train and hauled me back

Had no friend for to go my bail

They stuck my dried up carcass in that county jail

Early next mornin' round half past nine

I saw the sheriff comin' down the line

That sheriff yelled as he cleared his throat

Said come on you dirty hack into that district court

Into the courtroom a trial began

Where I was judged by twelve honest men

Yes as the jury started walkin' 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

Well I shouted lordy lordy please have mercy on me

The judge he smiled when he picked up his pen

Ninety nine years in the San Quentin pen

Ninety nine years underneath that ground

And I can't forget the day I shot that bad bitch down

Come on all you hotheads listen to me

Stay off that whiskey and let that cocaine be