Cocaine Blues

C   x32010
F   133211
G   320003


Instructies:
- Capo op 1
- Alles palm-muted



"C"
e|---------------------
B|---------------------
G|---------------------
D|---2---2---2---2----- (etc)
A|-3-------3-----------
E|-----3-------3-------

"F" (outro)
e|---------------------
B|---------------------
G|---2---2---2---2----- (etc)
D|-3-------3-----------
A|-----3-------3-------
E|---------------------

Van C naar G:

e|---------
B|---------
G|---------
D|---------
A|-3-3-2-0-
E|---------

"G"
e|---------------------
B|---------------------
G|---------------------
D|---0---0---0---0----- (etc)
A|-----2-------2-------
E|-3-------3-----------


Riff 1:
e|-----------|
B|-----------|
G|-----------|
D|-----------|
A|-----0-2-3-|
E|-3-3-------|

 C
Early one mornin' while makin' the rounds
                                G
I took a shot of cocaine and I shot my woman down
[Riff1]
I went right home and I went to bed
[Riff1]
I stuck that lovin' forty-four beneath my head

Got up next morning and I grabbed that gun
Took a shot of cocaine and away I run
Made a good run but I run too slow
They overtook me down in Juarez, Mexico

Laid in the hot joints, taking the pill
In walked the sherriff from Jericho Hill
He said, "Willie Lee, your name is not Jack Brown
"You're the dirty hack that shot your woman down."

"Oh yes oh yes, my name is Willie Lee
"If you've got a warrant just read it to me
"Shot her down because she made me slow
"I thought I was her daddy but she had five more."

When I was arrested, I was dressed in black
They put me on a train and they took me back
Had no friends for to go my bail
They slapped my driep-up carcass in that county jail

The next morning, about half past nine
I spied a sherriff coming down the line
Ah,  then he coughed as he cleared his throat
He said, "Come on, you dirty hack, into that district court."

Into the courtroom, my trial began
Where I was held by twelve honest men
Just before the jury started out
I saw that little judge commence to look about

Then about five minutes in walked a man
Holding the verdict in his right hand
The verdict read "in the first degree"
I hollered "Lordy, lordy, have mercy on me!"

The judge he smiled as he picked up his pen
Ninety-nine years in the Folsom pen
Ninety-nine years underneath high ground
I can't forget the day I shot that bad bitch down

 C                         F
Come on, you gotta listen unto me,
 C                         G                C
Lay off that whiskey, and let that cocaine be!