Paroles de "Cocaine Blues"
Early one morning while makin' the rounds,I took a shot of cocaine and I shot my woman down.
I 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 I run too slow.
They overtook me down in Juarez, Mexico.
Late in the hot joints, takin' the pills.
In walked the sheriff from Jericho Hill
He said "Willy Lee your name is not Jack Brown,
Said "Yes, oh yes my name is Willy Lee,
If you've got the warrant just a-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 they 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 coming down the line
Ah, and he coughed as he cleared his throat
He said "Come on you dirty hack into that district court."
Into the courtroom my trial began.
Where I was handled by twelve honest men.
Just before the jury started out,
I saw the little judge commence to look about.
In about five minutes in walked the man,
Holding the verdict in his right hand.
The verdict read murder in the first degree.
I hollered "Lordy Lordy, have a 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've gotta listen unto me
Lay off that whiskey and let that cocaine be!
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.
Late in the hot joints, takin' the pills.
In walked the sheriff from Jericho Hill
He said "Willy Lee your name is not Jack Brown,
Said "Yes, oh yes my name is Willy Lee,
If you've got the warrant just a-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 they 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 coming down the line
Ah, and he coughed as he cleared his throat
He said "Come on you dirty hack into that district court."
Into the courtroom my trial began.
Where I was handled by twelve honest men.
Just before the jury started out,
I saw the little judge commence to look about.
In about five minutes in walked the man,
Holding the verdict in his right hand.
The verdict read murder in the first degree.
I hollered "Lordy Lordy, have a 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've gotta listen unto me
Lay off that whiskey and let that cocaine be!
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