Send Me to the ’Lectric Chair Hugh Laurie

All rise!

Judge, your Honour, hear my plea
Before you open up your court
I don't want no sympathy
'Cause I done cut my good man's throat

I caught him with a trifling Jane
I warned him 'bout before
I had my knife and went insane
And the rest you ought to know

Judge, Judge, please Mister Judge
Send me to the 'lectric chair
Judge, Judge, good Mister Judge
Let me go away from here

I wanna take a journey
To the devil down below
I done killed my man
I wanna reap just what I sow

Judge, Judge, good Mister Judge
Send me to the 'lectric chair
Judge, Judge, oh Lordy Judge
I love him so dear