Cocaine Blues Lyrics - Songs For Rounders/at The Golden Nugget - Hank Thompson

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 

Woke up next mornin' grabbed that gun 

Took a shot of cocaine and away I run 

I made a good run but I went too slow 

They overtook me down in Juarez Mexico 

Late in the hot joints smokin' the pill 

In walked the sheriff from Jericho Hill 

He said Willy Lee your name is not Jack Brown 

You're the dirty hack that shot your woman down 

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Yes oh yes my name is Willy Lee 

If you've got the warrant just read it to me 

Shot her cold cause she made me sore 

I thought I was her daddy but she had five more 

Put me on the train I was dressed in black 

Came the sherriff and he brought me back 

Had no one for to go my bail 

They slapped my dried up carcass in that country jail 

And next morning along about 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 

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Into the courtroom 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 Lowdy Lowdy have a mercy on me 

Judge he smiled as he picked up his ben 

Ninety-nine years in that old San Quentin pen 

Ninety-nine years underneath that ground 

I can't forget the day I shot my woman down 

Come all you hots and listen unto me 

Lay off that whiskey and let that cocaine be