Cocaine Blues Chords

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Capo 3rd fret

To start each verse play the standard walk down into A

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Early one mornin' while makin' the round I took a shot of cocaine and I 
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shot my woman down I went right home and I went to bed
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I stuck that lovin' .44 beneath my head

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Got up next mornin' and I grabbed that gun, Took a shot of cocaine and
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away I run, made a good run but I ran too slow
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They overtook me down in Juarez, Mexico

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Late in the hot joints takin' the pills, In walked the sheriff from 
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Jericho Hill He said Willy Lee your name is not Jack Brown
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You're the dirty heck that shot your woman down

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Said yes, oh yes my name is Willy Lee, If you've got the warrant just 
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a-read it to me, shot her down because she made me sore
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I thought I was her daddy but she had five more

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When I was arrested I was dressed in black, they put me on a train and they 
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took me back, had no friend for to go my bail
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They slapped my dried up carcass in that county jail

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Early next mornin' bout a half past nine, I spied the sheriff coming 
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down the line, Ah, and he coughed as he cleared his throat He said 
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come on you dirty heck into that district court

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Into the courtroom my trial began Where I was handled by 
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twelve honest men, Just before the jury started out
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I saw the little judge commence to look about

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In about five minutes in walked the man, Holding the verdict in 
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his right hand, The verdict read murder in the first degree
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I hollered Lawdy Lawdy, have a mercy on me

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The judge he smiled as he picked up his pen 99 years in the 
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Folsom pen, 99 years underneath that ground
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I can't forget the day I shot that bad bitch down

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Come on you've gotta listen 
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unto me, Lay off that whiskey and let that cocaine be.