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Traditional |
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Went out last night, take a little round |
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Met little sadie and i blowed her down |
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Then i run right home and went to bed |
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With a forty-four smokeless under my head |
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The girls all heard little sadie was dead |
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They went home to be ragged in red |
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Come a slippin' and a slidin' down the street |
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In their loose mother hubbards and their stocking feet |
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Well i began to think what a deed i'd done |
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Grabbed my hat and i started to run |
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I made a good run just a little too slow |
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And they overtook me in jericho |
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Standing on the corner reading a bill |
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Up stepped the sheriff of thomasville |
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Said young man is your name lee brown? |
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Remember the night you blowed sadie down? |
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Yes i said my name is lee |
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I murdered little sadie in a first degree |
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First degree and a second degree |
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If ya got any papers, read 'em to me |
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Took me downtown, dressed me in black |
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Put me on a train and send me back |
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Didn't have no one to go on my bail |
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Throw me back in the county jail |
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Judge and the jury took their stand |
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Judge had the papers in his hand |
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Forty-one days and forty-one nights |
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Forty-one years just to wear them stripes |
