Cocaine Blues taby ukulele według Johnny Cash (Chwyty barytonu)

Cocaine Blues


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Early one morning while making the rounds
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I took a shot of cocaine and I shot my woman down

I went right home and I went to bed 
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I stuck that loving 44 beneath my head


Got up next morning and I grabbed that gun 
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Took a shot of cocaine and away I run

Made a good run but I run too slow 
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They overtook me down in Juarez Mexico


Late in the hot joints taking the pills 
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In walked the sheriff from 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


Said yes oh yes my name is Willy Lee 
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If you've got the warrant just 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


When I was arrested I was dressed in black
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They put me on a train and they took me back

Had no friend for to go my bail 
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They slapped my dried up carcass in that country jail


Early next morning bout a half past nine 
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I spied the sheriff coming down the line

Talked and he coughed as he cleared his throat
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He said come on you dirty heck into that district court


Into the courtroom my trial began 
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Where I was handled by twelve honest men

Just before the jury started out 
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I saw the little judge commence to look about


In about five minutes in walked the man 
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Holding the verdict in his right hand

The verdict read in the first degree 
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I hollered Lordy Lordy have a mercy on me


The judge he smiled as he picked up his pen 
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99 years in the 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 unto me 
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Lay off that whiskey and let that cocaine be