Luyện nghe bài hát Cocain Blues

Early one mornin' while makin' the
I took a shot of cocaine and I shot my down
I shot her down I went to bed
I that lovin' forty-four beneath my head

Woke up mornin' and I grabbed that gun
Well, I took a of cocaine and away I run
Made a good run but I run too
They me down in Juarez, Mexico

In the hot joint takin' the
There walked the sheriff from Jericho
Willy Lee your is not Jack Brown
You're the dirty hack that shot your down

Yes, oh yes my name is Lee
If got a warrant you better read it to me
I shot her 'cause she made me sore
I thought I was her but she had five more

I was arrested, I was dressed in black
They threw me on a train and hauled me back
Had no friend go my bail
stuck my dried-up carcass in that Missouri jail

Early mornin', 'round half past nine
I saw the sheriff down the line
That sheriff yelled as he cleared his
Said, "Come on you hackin' to the district court"

the courtroom my trial began
Where I was judged by twelve men
Yes, as the jury walkin' out
I saw little judge commence to look about

In about five minutes then in a man
the verdict in his right hand
The verdict read in the degree
Well, I shouted, "Lordy, Lordy, please have on me"

The judge he smiled, when he up his pen
Ninety-nine in the San Quentin Penn
Ninety-nine underneath that ground
But I can't forget that day, I shot that bad bitch

Come on, you hot heads you unto me
Stay off whiskey, and let that cocaine be