J.T. "Funny Paper" Smith - Tell It To The Judge Part 2 lyrics

Spoken: Dessa: Good mornin' judge, how do you feel this mornin'? FPS: Why hello there Betty, why here you come back up here again, didn't ya Dessa: No judge, I didn't come, they brought me here FPS: I'm sorry Betty They got you charged with handlin' liquor, tell me what is your plea? They got you charged with handlin' liquor, now, Betty, tell me what is your plea? You know I've been givin' you many breaks but the breaks this mornin' belong to me I'm guilty kind old judge, please, treat me nice and kind Spoken: yea, 200 and costs I'm guilty kind old judge, please, treat me nice and kind Spoken: I did that Betty already For I'll send home and try my best to get money to pay my fine Well you's a pretty good woman and livin' in a nice neighborhood Spoken: Thank you, judge I know you's a pretty good woman, Betty and you live in a mighty nice neighborhood But I think 100 and costs and 30 days in the Bridewell will do you good Spoken: Oh, me I never seen a judge as mean as you before I never seen a judge as mean as you before Sendin' me, a poor woman, and lettin' everybody else go Spoken: Well, I had a right to let them go, Betty Don't get back at me Betty, 'cause I'm liable to change my mind Don't get back at me Betty, 'cause I'm liable to change my mind And change your sentence from the Bridewell's, send you to the pen for 99 You can do as you please, 30 days won't make me cry You can do as you please, 30 days won't make me cry Spoken: I didn't think it would make you cry, Betty When I come back I'm gonna gamble and sell moonshine all my life Spoken: Well, you'll have a break, Betty