Cocaine Blues
By Johnny Cash

**(Capo 1st Fret)**

(Comment : Each C chord is preceded
with a single note walk.  G-A-B-C (Relative to capo)

   NC------->      
e|-------------|--0------------|
b|-------------|--1------------|
g|-------------|--0------------|
D|-------------|--2------------|
A|-------0--2--|--3------------|
E|----3--------|---------------|


C| = Band tacet(stop) until next chord

Intro G-A-B-C

 
C
Early one mornin while makin the rounds
                               G 
I took a shot of cocaine and I shot my woman down
                               
I went right home and I went to bed
   C|
I stuck that lovin' forty-four beneath my head

C
Got up next mornin' and I grabbed that gun
                             G
I took a shot of cocaine and away I run
                               
Made a good run but I run too slow
     C|                
They overtook me down in Juarez Mexico

C
Laid in the hot joints takin' the pill
                         G
In walked a sheriff from Jericho Hill

He said, "Willy Lee, your name is not Jack Brown,
C|
You're the dirty hack that shot your woman down"

 C
"Yes, Oh Yes, My name is Willy Lee,
                                G
If you've got a warrant just a read it to me,

Shot her down because she made me slow(?) (?sore?),
  C|
I thought I was her daddy but she had five more"

C
When I was arrested I was dressed in black
                                G
They put me on a train and they took me back

Had no friend for to go my bail
     C|
They slapped my dried-up carcass in that county jail

C
The next mornin' about a half past nine
                         G
I spied a sheriff comin' down the line

I said he coughed as he cleared his throat
      C|
He said "Come on, you dirty hack into that district court"

C
Into the courtroom my trial began
                    G
Where I was held by twelve honest men

Just before the jury started out
  C|
I saw that little judge commence to look about

C
In about five minutes in walked a man
                                    G
Holding the verdict in his right hand

The verdict read "In the first degree...."
  C|
I hollered "Lordy, Lordy, have mercy on me!"

C 
The judge he smiled as he picked up his pen
                         G
Ninety-nine years in the Folsom Pen

Ninety-nine years underneath that ground
   C|
I can't forget the day I shot that bad b***h down  

C                         F
Come on you gotta listen unto me
G                                         C      NC
Lay off that whiskey and let that cocaine be