Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bad Man's Blunder's, artist - The Kingston Trio.
Date of issue: 26.03.2015
Song language: English
Bad Man's Blunder's |
Well, early one evening I was roamin' around; |
I was feelin' kind of mean, I shot a deputy down |
I strolled along home, and I went to bed |
Well, I laid my pistol up under my head |
He strolled along home (I took my time) |
And he went to bed (Thought I’d sleep some) |
Laid his pistol (Big twenty-two) |
Up under his head; |
(I keep it handy) |
Well, early next morning 'bout the break of day |
I figured it was time to make my getaway |
I was steppin' right along but I was steppin' too slow |
Got surrounded by the sheriff down in Mexico |
He was steppin' right along (Were a hot-footin' it) but he was steppin' too |
slow (It was a sultry day) |
Got surrounded by a sheriff (Boxed in) |
Down in Mexico (I didn’t even have a chance to see the country) |
When I was arrested; |
why, I didn’t have a dime |
The sheriff said, «Son, you’re ridin' free this time |
Where you’re goin' you won’t need a cent |
'Cause the great state of Texas gonna pay your rent |
'Cause where you’re goin' (I think he means jail) |
You won’t need a cent (When he knows I’m broke) |
'Cause the great state of Texas (Yippee!) |
Gonna pay your rent. |
(I'm mighty grateful, fellas) |
Well, I didn’t have a key and I didn’t have a file |
So natur’lly I stayed around until my trial |
The judge was an old man; |
ninety-three |
And I didn’t like the way the jury looked at me |
The judge was an old man (Too old) |
Ninety-three (Entirely too old) |
I didn’t like the way… |
The jury looked at me. |
(I think they were suspicious.) |
The judge and the jury, they did agree |
They all said murder in the first degree |
The judge said, «Sam, I don’t know whether to hang you or not. |
But this here |
killin' of deputy sheriffs has just naturally got to stop! |
«(«You've got a point there, judge! «) |
It was a most unsatisfactory trial |
They gave me ninety-nine years on the hard rock pile |
Ninety and nine on the hard rock ground |
And all I ever did was shoot a deputy down |
Ninety and nine (It could have been life.) |
On the hard rock pile (They might-a hung me) |
And all he ever did… |
Was shoot a deputy down |
(This whole thing has sure been a lesson to me.) (Bang! You’re dead!) |