Little Sadie - Norman Blake

Went out last night to make a little round

I met Little Sadie and I blowed her down

Went back home, I jumped into bed

Forty-four smokeless under my head

Woke up next morning, quarter past nine

The hacks and the buggies all standin' in line

Gents and the gamblers standin' around

Taking Little Saddie to the burying ground

Well I got to thinking on the deed I’d done

I grabbed my hat and away I run

Made a good run, but a little too slow

They overtook me in Jericho

I was standing on the corner just reading the bill

Up come the sheriff from Thomasville

Said young man ain’t your name Brown

Remember the night you blowed Sadie down

Well I said yes sir my name is Lee

I murdered Little Sadie in the first degree

First degree, and the second degree

Got any papers, better read them to me

Well they took me downtown dressed in black

Put me on the train, they carried me back

Throwed me back in that county jail

Had nobody for to go my bail

Well the judge and jury they took their stand

The judge had the papers in his right hand

Forty-one days, forty-one nights

Forty-one years to wear the ball and stripes