Judge Harsh Blues(Take 2) - Furry Lewis
Good morning judge what may be my fine
Good morning judge what may be my fine
Fifty dollars eleven twenty-nine
They rest me for murder I ain't harmed a man
Rest me for murder I ain't harmed a man
Women hollerin' murderer
I ain't raised my hand
I ain't got nobody to get me out on bond
I ain't got nobody to get me out on bond
I would not mind but I ain't done nothing wrong
Please Judge Harsh
Make it light's you possibly can
Please Judge Harsh
Make it light's you possibly can
I ain't did no work judge I don't know when
My woman come running
With a hundred dollars in her hand
Come runnin' woman
With a hundred dollars in her hand
Cryin' Judge please spare my man
One hundred dollars won't do
Better running and get you three
One hundred dollars won't do
Better running and get you three
That'll keep your man from penitentiary
Baby I'm arrested
Please don't grieve and moan
'Cause I'm arrested baby
Don't grieve and moan
Penitentiary seem just like my home
People all talking about what they will do
Judge all talking about what they will do
If people had justice he'd be in penitentiary too