Little Sadie
Doc WatsonVersion1
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Went out last night to take a look around
Met little Sadie and I blowed her down
Went back home, and i got into bed
Forty-four smokeless under my head
Woke up the next morning about half past nine
The hacks and the buggies all standing in line
The gents and the gamblers standing all around
Taking little Sadie to her burying ground
Well I began to think what a deed I'd done
Grabbed my hat and away I run
Made a good run, but a little too slow
They overtook me in Jericho
I'm standing on the corner reading a bill
Along came the sheriff from Thomasville
Says "Young man, aint' your name Brown?
Remember the night you blowed Sadie down?"
Oh, yes sir, my name is Lee
I murdered little Sadie in the first degree
First degree and the second degree
Got any papers woould you read 'em to me
Well they took me downtown all dressed in black
Put me on the train and sent me back
Sent me back to the county jail
I had nobody for to go my bail
The judge and the jury they took the stand
The judge held the paper in his right hand
Forty-one days, forty-one nights
Forty-one years to wear the ball and stripes
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Readable chord sheet for Little Sadie by Doc Watson
[Dm]Went out last night to [F]take a look a[Dm]round [C]Met little Sadie and I b[Am]lowed her down [C]Went back home, and [C]i got into bed [Am]Forty-four smokeless u[Dm]nder my head Woke up the next morning about half past nine The hacks and the buggies all standing in line The gents and the gamblers standing all around Taking little Sadie to her burying ground Well I began to think what a deed I'd done Grabbed my hat and away I run Made a good run, but a little too slow They overtook me in Jericho I'm standing on the corner reading a bill Along came the sheriff from Thomasville Says "Young man, aint' your name Brown? Remember the night you blowed Sadie down?" Oh, yes sir, my name is Lee I murdered little Sadie in the first degree First degree and the second degree Got any papers woould you read 'em to me Well they took me downtown all dressed in black Put me on the train and sent me back Sent me back to the county jail I had nobody for to go my bail The judge and the jury they took the stand The judge held the paper in his right hand Forty-one days, forty-one nights Forty-one years to wear the ball and stripes