Transfusion Blues

Early one mornin' while makin' the rounds

Took a transfusion and I shot my woman down

Went right home and I went to bed

I stuck that lovin' 44 beneath my head

Got up next mornin' 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

Late in the hot joints takin' 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"

Said, "Yes, oh yes my name is Willy Lee

If you've got a 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

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 country jail

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 commenced to look about

In about five minutes in walked the man

Holding the verdict in his right hand

Verdict read in the first degree

I hollered, "Lowdy, Lowdy have a mercy on me"

The judge he smiled as he picked up his been

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 on you guys and listen unto me

Lay off that liquor and let that transfusion be