[Intro]
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Early one mornin' while makin' the rounds, I took a shot of cocaine and I  
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shot my woman down. I went right home and I went to bed. 
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I stuck that lovin' .44 beneath my head
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Got up next mornin' and I grabbed that gun, took a shot of cocaine and 
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away I run. Made a good run but I run too slow 
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They overtook me down in Juarez, Mexico.
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Late in the hot joints takin' the pills, in walked the sheriff from  
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Jericho Hill. He said Willy Lee your name is not Jack Brown. 
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You're the dirty hack that shot your woman down.
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Said yes, oh yes my name is Willy Lee, if you've got the warrant just  
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a-read it to me. Shot her down because she made me slow. 
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I thought I was her daddy but she had five more.
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When I was arrested I was dressed in black, they put me on a train and they  
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took me back. Had no friend for to go my bail. 
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They slapped my dried up carcass in that county jail
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Early next mornin' about a half past nine, I spied the sheriff coming  
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down the line. Talked and he coughed as he cleared his throat, he said  
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come on you dirty heck into that district court.
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Into the courtroom my trial began where I was handled by  
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twelve honest men. Just before the jury started out 
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I saw the little judge commence to look about.
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In about five minutes in walked a man, Holding the verdict in  
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his right hand. The verdict read in the first degree. 
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I hollered Lawdy Lawdy, have a mercy on me.
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The judge he smiled as he picked up his pen 99 years in the  
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Folsom pen. 99 years underneath that ground. 
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I can't forget the day I shot that bad bitch down.
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Come on you've gotta listen  
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unto me, lay off that whiskey and let that cocaine be.
[Outro]
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