Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Little Sadie, artist - Tim Timebomb. Date of issue: 25.03.2013
Song language: English
Little Sadie |
| Went out one night gonna make a little round |
| Met Little Sadie and I shot her down |
| Went back home, and I got her in the bed |
| Forty-four pistol under my head |
| Wake up next morning, about half past nine |
| The hacks and the buggies all standin' in line |
| Gents and the gamblers standin' around |
| Taking Little Saddie to the burial ground |
| Then Im uh gonna thinka bouta deed I’d done |
| I grabbed my hat and then away I run |
| Made a good run, just a little too slow |
| They overtook me in Jericho |
| Well I was standing on the corner just reading the bill |
| Up come the sheriff from Thomasville |
| Said young man ain’t your name Brown |
| Remember the night you shot Sadie down |
| I said yes sir my name is Lee |
| I murdered Little Sadie in the first degree |
| In First degree, And the second degree |
| Ya Got any papers, wont ya read them to me |
| Well they took me down and they dressed me in black |
| and they Put me on the train, and they strated me back |
| and they grabbed me back in that thomasville jail |
| Had no money cant make no bail |
| Well the judge and jury they took their stand |
| The judge had the papers in his right hand |
| Forty-one days, forty-one nights |
| Forty-one years to wear ball and stripes |