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Judge you wanna hear my plea
Before you open up your court
But I don t want no sympathy
Cause I done cut my good man s throat
I caught him whith 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
Oh judge, judge, lordy lordy judge
Send me to the lectric chair
Judge, judge, hear me judge
Send me to the lectric chair
I love him so dear
I cut him with my barlow (?)
I kicked him in the side
I stood here laughing o r him
While he wallowed around and died
Oh judge, judge, lordy judge
Send me to the lectric chair
Judge, judge, sweet mister judge
Send me to the lectric chair
Judge, judge, good kind judge
Burn me cause I don t care
I don t want no one good mayor
To go my bail
I don t want to spend no
Ninety-nine years in jail
So judge, judge, good kind judge
Send me to the lectric chair

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Hey boweavil don t bring them blues no more
Hey boweavil don t bring them blues no more
Boweavil s here, boweavil s everywhere you go
I m a lone boweavil, been out a great long time
I m a lone boweavil, been out a great long time
For to sing this song, to ease boweavil s troublin mind
I don t want no sugar put into my tea
I don t want no sugar put into my tea
The mens are so evil, I m scared they might poison me
I went downtown
I bought myself a hat
I brought it back home
I laid it on the shelf
I looked in my bedroom
Tired sleepin by myself
I m tired sleepin by myself

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Cake walkers
may come, cake walkers may go,
but I wanna tell you bout a couple I know
High steppin pair, Debonair
When it comes for bus ness not a soul can compare
Here they come, look at em, demonstratin ,
goin some, ain t they syncopatin ?
Talk of the town, teasin brown pickin em up and layin em down
Dancin fools ain t they demonstratin ?
They re a class of their own
Now the only way to win is to cheat em,
you may tie em but you ll never beat em
Strut your stuff
, they re the cake walkin babies from home
Strut your stuff, strut your stuff, cake walkin babies from home
Here they come, look at em, syncopatin ,
goin some, ain t they demonstratin ?
Talk of the town, teasin brown pickin em up and layin em down
Dancin fools ain t they syncopatin
They re a class of their own
Now the only way to win is to cheat em,
you may tie em but you ll never beat em
Strut your stuff, they re the cake walkin babies form home
Strut your stuff, strut your stuff, cake walkin babies from home

Są takie dni, że wszyscy mówią mi
Że jestem gościem, heh, yo
I są takie dni, że naprawdę czuję się dobrze

Co dzień rano wypadam na dwór i mijam znów tych
samych typów co jarają tego szluga na dwóch
każdy z nich wiesz, kaptur na łbie
i nie wystawia faktur, co jest ty
tak to widzę już...

So long Rayne, Louisiana
Never see me no more
Hundred dollars thirty days in the slammer
I d rather hit the road
I found I m goin crazy
Every day here the same
I m bound to go to the city
Where...

Surf s up
In the sun I m waiting for the day
Having fun in warm far away
Moonlight nights water seems so clear
Oh city lights while I m still waiting here
In the sun it s for everyone
In the sun were...

We met one magicsummer day
A dream cametrue and blew a way
For as your love began to grow
The time had come for me to go

Now all that Iam living for
Is to comeback to you once more


Lovely...

Looking down from on top of it all
Looking down on everyone else
So high above, it all looks the same
Bring you down to see how it is

The greatness you feel, so smug on your throne
Your view of it all is...