Little Sadie

Went out last night for to make a little round
I met a Little Sadie and I blowed her down
I went back home and I got in my bed
A forty-four smokeless under my head

Wake up this morning, ’bout a half past nine,
The hacks and the buggies all standing in a line,
The gents and gamblers standing all around,
They’s a-taking Little Sadie to her burying ground.

Then I began to think what a deed I’d done
I grabbed my hat and away I run,
I made a good run but I ran too slow
They overtook me in Jericho

I’s standin’ on the corner, readin’ the bill
Up stepped the sheriff from Thomasville
He says, “Young man ain’t your name Brown?
Remember that night that you blowed Sadie down”

I says, “Yes, sir, my name is Lee
I murdered Little Sadie in the first degree
In the first degree and the second degree
If you got any papers, won’t you read ’em to me?”

Took me down town and they dressed me in black
They put me on a train and they started me back
They crammed me back in the Thomasville jail
And I had nobody for to go my bail

Judge and jury took their stand
Judge had the papers in his hand
Forty-one days, and forty-one nights
Forty-one years to wear the ball and stripes