Cocaine Blues Tabulatur von Johnny Cash (für Baryton)

Cocaine Blues               

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Early one morning while makin' the rounds,
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I took a shot of cocaine and I shot my woman down,
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I went right home and I went to bed,
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I stuck a lovin' forty-four beneath my head.
 
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Got up next morning and I grabbed that gun,
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I took a shot of cocaine and away I run,
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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 n the hot joint takin' the pill,
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In walked the sheriff from Jericho Hill.
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He said, “Willy Lee your name is not Jack Brown, C                                    G     C
you're the dirty hack that shot your woman down”.
 
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Oh yes, o yes,  my name's is Billy Lee,
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if you've got a warrant just a - read it to me,
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I shot her down because she made me sore,
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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,
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they put me on a train and they took me back,
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had no friend for to go my bail,
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they stuck my dried-up carcass in the county jail.
 
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Early next morning 'bout at half past nine,
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I saw the sheriff comin' down the line,
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that sheriff yelled as he cleared his throat,
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he said, “Come on you dirty hack into the district court.
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Into the courtroom my trial began,
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where I was handled by twelve honest men.
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Just before the jury started out,
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I saw that little judge commence to look about.
 
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In about five minutes in walked a man,
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holding the verdict in his right hand,
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the verdict read “In the first degree”,
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I hollered Lordy Lordy, have mercy on me.
 
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The judge he smiled as he picked up his pen,
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ninety-nine years in the Folsom Penn,
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ninety-nine years underneath that ground,
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I can't forget that day I shot that bad bitch down.

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Come on you gotta listen on to me,
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stay off that whiskey and let that cocaine be.