Key: D major•
Verse 1
making my rounds
Took a shot of cocaine
Went right home and I went to bed
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And stuck that lovin' .44
Got up next morning
and I grabbed that gun
Made a good run but I run too slow
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They overtook me down in Juarez,
Layin' in a hop joint, a -smokin' a pill
He said, Willie Lee,
your name is not Jack Brown
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that shot your woman down
Yes, oh yes, my name is Willie Lee
Shot her cold, cause she made me sore
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but she had five more.
When I was rested, I was dressed in black.
Put me on a train and
Had no friends to go my bail.
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in that county jail.
Early next morning, about a half past nine,
I spied the sheriff coming
Harked and he called
as he cleared his throat,
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to that district court.
Into the courtroom my trial began,
Just before the jury started out,
walked a man,
right hand.
The verdict read in the first degree,
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I hollered, Lordy, Lordy,
The judge smiled
as he picked up his pen.
Ninety -nine years in the San
Ninety -nine years underneath
that ground.
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Come all you haps
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just lay off that whiskey
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and let that cocaine be.
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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsD A G Abdim B...
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