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Little Sadie - Ghost Town
Lyrics by:Traditional
Composed by:Traditional
Went out last night to take a little round
I met little Sadie and I blowed her down
Went back home and I went to my bed
Forty four pistol under my head
Woke up the next morning about half past nine
The hacks and the buggies all standing in line
The gents and the gamblers standing all around
Taking little Sadie to her burying ground
Well I began to think what a deed I'd done
Grabbed my hat and away I run
Made a good run but just a little too slow
They overtook me in Jericho
I was standing on the corner reading a bill
With not stop the sheriff from Thomasville
Says young man is your name Brown?
Remember the night you shoot Sadie down?
They took me downtown all dressed me in black
Put me on the train and sent me back
Sent me back to the Thomasville day
I had nobody for to go my bail
The judge and the jury I took the stand
The judge held the paper in his right hand
Forty-one days and forty-one nights
Forty-one years to wear the ball and stripes
To wear the ball and stripes