Early one morning while making the rounds I took a shot of c**aine and I shot my woman down I went right home and I went to bed I stuck that loving 44 beneath my head Got up next morning and I grabbed that gun Took a shot of c**aine and away I run Made a good run but I run too slow They overtook me down in Juarez, Mexico Late in the hot joints taking the pills In walked the sheriff from Jericho Hill He said, "Willy Lee, your name is not Jack Brown You're the dirty hack that shot your woman down" "Yes, oh yes, my name is Willy Lee If you've got the warrant just a-read it to me Shot her down because she made me slow I thought I was her daddy but she had five more." When I was arrested I was dressed in black, They put me on a train and they took me back Had no friend for to go my bail They slapped my dried up carca** in that county jail Early next morning about a half past nine I spied the sheriff coming down the line Talked and he coughed as he cleared his throat He said, "Come on you dirty hack into that district court" Into the courtroom, my trial began Where I was handled by twelve honest men Just before the jury started out I saw that little judge commence to look about In about five minutes, in walked the man Holding the verdict in his right hand The verdict read, in the first degree I hollered, "Lordy, Lordy, have mercy on me" The judge he smiled as he picked up his pin Ninety-nine years in the Folsom Pen. Ninety-nine years underneath that ground I can't forget the day I shot that bad b**h down Come on, you've got to listen unto me Lay off that whisky, and let that c**aine be