Prisoner's Plea Songtext
von Billy Boy Arnold

Every mornin′ 'fore the break of dawn
Marched from the cell houses, one by one
Pick and shovels in my hand
Prove to the warden I′m a natural man

Six months on the road, gang, ain't no time
I'm doin′ one to ninety-nine
Guards on my left and on my right
Work from sun up to the dusk at night

Ain′t nothin' hurt me but my back and side
Ain′t nothin' worry me but my wife and child
Since I been here I think I′ll go mad
Why did I ever have to be so bad?


If they ever, Lordy, let me go
I won't ever do wrong no more

When I was free I thought I was smart
Puffin′ hammer suits and Cadillac cars
Stetson shoes, you hear me, Dunlap hats
All the little girls call me "Solid Cat"

Had plenty women, boys in my stable
Then I had eyes for my next door neighbor
That's what caused me to commit this crime
Shot her man and got me ninety-nine

If you ever gonna commit a crime
Think before you make up your mind


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