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