Early one mornin' while makin' the rounds
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Took a transfusion and I shot my woman down
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Went right home and I went to bed I stuck that lovin' 44 beneath my head
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Got up next mornin' and I grabbed that gun took a transfusion and away I run
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Made a good run but I run too slow they overtook me down in Juarez Mexico
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Late in the hot joints takin' the pills in walked the sheriff from Jericho Hill
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He said Willy Lee your name is not Jack Brown
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You're the dirty hack that shot your woman down
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Said yes oh yes my name is Willy Lee
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If you've got a warrant just a read it to me
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Shot her down because she made me slow
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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 put me on a train and they took me back
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Had no friends for to go my bail they slapped my dried up carcass in that country jail
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Into the courtroom my trial began where I was handled by twelve honest men
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Just before the jury started out I saw the little judge commenced to look about
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In about five minutes in walked the man holding the verdict in his right hand
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Verdict read in the first degree I hollered Lowdy Lowdy have a mercy on me
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The judge he smiled as he picked up his ben 99 years in the San Quentin pen
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99 years underneath that ground I can't forget the day I shot my woman down
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Come on you guys and listen unto me lay off that liquor and let that transfusion be
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Transfusion Blues
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| Johnny Cash |
