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2nd July 2018 06:38 |
Something from the '50s
Send Me to the 'Lectric Chair - Dinah Washington (originally by Bessie Smith 1927)
Judge, your honour hears my plea, before you open up your court.
I don't want no sympathy. 'cause I just cut my good man's throat
I caught him with one of them trifling Jane, I warned him lots of time before
this time I pull my knife and I went insane, now the rest you already know
So judge, please mister judge, send me to the 'lectric, chair.
Judge, please mister judge, I just want get away from here
I wanna take a journey, to the devil down below I killed my man, I wanna reap for what I sow
So judge, please Mister Judge, send me to the 'lectric, chair
Hum, hum, Lordly, Lordly judge, send me to the 'lectric chair
Please Judge and jury, you know I loved him so dear,
but I cut him with my Bolo, kicked him in his side, stood and laughed while he died
So judge, lordly, lordly judge, send me to the 'lectric chair
One more time I'm pleading, pleading, pleading Judge, send me to the 'lectric chair
Ha, ha, hum, hum, oh, well go ahead and burn me 'cause I don't care
I don't want no bondsman to go my bail, don't wanna spend no, ninety-nine years in jail
So judge, judge, please Mister judge, just send me to the 'lectric chair
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