Little Sadie Songtext

von Mountain Heart

I went out one night for to make a little round
I met little Sadie and I shot her down
Went back home and I got in the bed
A fourty-four pistol under my head
Woke up next mornin' bout a half past nine
The hacks and the buggies all standing in line
Gents and gantlers standing around
Carrying little Sadie to her burying ground
Well I began to think of a deed I'd done
I grabbed my hat and away I run
Made a good run but a little to slow
They overtook me in Jericho
I was standing on the corner reading the bill
Up stepped the sheriff from Thomasville
He says young man, ain't your name brown?
Remember the night you shot Sadie down?
Well I said yes sir but my name is Lee
I shot little Sadie in the first degree
First degree, second degree
Third degree and the fourth degreee
They took me downtown and dressed me in black
Put me on a train and started me back
All the way back to that Thomasville jail
N' I had no money for to go my bail
Went out one night
For to make a little round
Met little Sadie and I shot her down
Now the judge and the jury took their stand
The judge had the papers in his right hand
Fourty-one days n' fourty-one nights
Fourty-one years
To wear the ball and stripes