
Court House Blues Clara Smith
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[Verse 1]
I give my daddy a bottle of beer
And a glass of ale, Lord
I give him beer
Then a glass of ale
Told him this time tomorrow
I’d be laying in the county jail, I mean the county jail
[Verse 2]
Three months in jail
Ain’t no long, long, long time
Three months in jail
Ain’t no long, long time
The man I love
He made ninety nine
[Verse 3]
The jury men sit on my case
From eight till three
The jury men sit on my case
From eight till three
And the verdict was
Let the poor gal go free, I mean the gal go free
[Verse 4]
I sit in the court house
With my face hid in my hands
I sit in the court house
Face hid in my hands
And it’s all on the count of
One trifling man, I mean onе trifling man
I give my daddy a bottle of beer
And a glass of ale, Lord
I give him beer
Then a glass of ale
Told him this time tomorrow
I’d be laying in the county jail, I mean the county jail
[Verse 2]
Three months in jail
Ain’t no long, long, long time
Three months in jail
Ain’t no long, long time
The man I love
He made ninety nine
[Verse 3]
The jury men sit on my case
From eight till three
The jury men sit on my case
From eight till three
And the verdict was
Let the poor gal go free, I mean the gal go free
[Verse 4]
I sit in the court house
With my face hid in my hands
I sit in the court house
Face hid in my hands
And it’s all on the count of
One trifling man, I mean onе trifling man
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