Transfusion Blues

Early one morning while making
The rounds took a transfusion
And I shot my woman down 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 transfusion and
Away I run made a good run, but
I run too slow they overtook me
Down in Juarez, Mexico

Laid in the hot joint, taking the pill
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"

Said, "Yes, oh yes, my name is Willy
Lee if you've got a warrant, just 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 put me on a train and they
Took me back had no friends for to
Go my bail they slapped my dried
Up carcass in that county jail

Into the courtroom, my trial began
Where I was handled by 12 honest
Men just before the jury started out
I saw that little judge commence to
Look about

In about five minutes, in walked a
Man holding the verdict in his right
Hand verdict read "in the first degree"
I hollered, "Lordy, Lordy, have mercy
On me!"

The judge he smiled as he picked
Up his pen ninety-nine years in the
San Quentin pen ninety-nine years
Underneath that ground i can't forget
The day I shot my woman down

Come all you gotta listen unto me
Lay off that liquor and let that
Transfusion be