Cocaine Blues

Here's another song from the show that we did at Folsom Prison It's on the album that's out this week Called "The Cocaine Blues" Early one mornin' while makin' the rounds I took a shot of cocaine and I shot my woman down 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 ran 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 You're the dirty heck that shot your woman down" 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 slow 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 friends for to go my bail They slapped my dried up carcass in that county jail Got up 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 heck, 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 in the first degree I hollered, "Lawdy Lawdy, 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