Little Sadie

Traditional, arr. by Crooked Still

Went out last night for to take a little round,

I met my little Sadie and I blowed her down.

I run right home and I went to bed,

A forty-four smokeless under my head.

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I woke next morning at half-a past nine,

The buggies and hacks all formed in line

The gents and gamblers a-standing around

Goin' to take little Sadie to her burying ground.

When I began to think what a deed I'd done,

I grabbed my hat and away I run.

I made a good run just a little too slow,

They overtook me in Jericho.

Standing on the corner, a-reading a bill,

Up stepped the sheriff from Thomasville.

Says, "Young man, is your name Brown?

Don't you remember the night you blowed Sadie down?"

"Oh, 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, will you read 'em to me."

Took me downtown and dressed me in black.

They put me on the train and sent me back.

They crammed me back in the county jail,

But I had no one for to go my bail.

{repeat 1st verse}