Went down last night to take a look around
Met little Sadie and I blew her down
Went right home, went to bed
44 smoke under my head
I′m standin' on the corner, ringin′ the bell
Along came the sheriff from Thomasville
Says, "Young man, your name's Brown
Remember the night you blew Sadie down?"
Oh, yes, sir, my name is Lee
I murdered little Sadie in the first degree
First degree and the second degree
Got any papers? Won't you read ′em to me?
The judge and the jury they took the stand
The judge hold the paper in his right hand
41 days, 41 nights
41 years to wear the ball and stripes
Went down last night to take a look around
Met little Sadie and I blew her down
Went right home, went to bed
44 colt smokes under my head
Writer(s): Bob Dylan, Traditional Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
