Little Sadie - Tim Timebomb

Went out one night gonna make a little round

Met Little Sadie and I shot her down

Went back home, and I got her in the bed

Forty-four pistol under my head

Wake up next morning, about half past nine

The hacks and the buggies all standin' in line

Gents and the gamblers standin' around

Taking Little Saddie to the burial ground

Then Im uh gonna thinka bouta deed I’d done

I grabbed my hat and then away I run

Made a good run, just a little too slow

They overtook me in Jericho

Well 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 shot Sadie down

I said yes sir my name is Lee

I murdered Little Sadie in the first degree

In First degree, And the second degree

Ya Got any papers, wont ya read them to me

Well they took me down and they dressed me in black

and they Put me on the train, and they strated me back

and they grabbed me back in that thomasville jail

Had no money cant make no 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 ball and stripes