Send Me To The `lectric Chair — текст песни (Smith Bessie)

Judge you wanna hear my plea
Before you open up your court
But I don`t want no sympathy
`Cause I done cut my good man`s throat
I caught him whith a trifling Jane
I warned him `bout before
I had my knife and went insane
And the rest you ought to know
Judge, judge, please mister judge,
Send me to the `lectric chair
Judge, judge, good mister judge,
Let me go away from here
I wanna take a journey
To the devil down below
I done killed my man
I wanna reap just what I sow
Oh judge, judge, lordy lordy judge
Send me to the `lectric chair
Judge, judge, hear me judge
Send me to the `lectric chair
I love him so dear
I cut him with my barlow (?)
I kicked him in the side
I stood here laughing o`r him
While he wallowed around and died
Oh judge, judge, lordy judge
Send me to the `lectric chair
Judge, judge, sweet mister judge
Send me to the `lectric chair
Judge, judge, good kind judge
Burn me `cause I don`t care
I don`t want no one good mayor
To go my bail
I don`t want to spend no
Ninety-nine years in jail
So judge, judge, good kind judge
Send me to the `lectric chair