Cocaine Blues Chords by Hank Williams Iii

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_ _ Early one morning while making the rounds, I took a shot cocaine and [G] I shot my woman down.
Went right home and I went to bed, [C] I stuck that lovin' .44
beneath [G] my head.
_ [Cm] Got up next morning and I grabbed my [C] gun, I took a shot cocaine [G] and away I run.
Made a good run but I run too [C] slow, they overtook me down and wore his Mexico.
[G] _ _ [C] Laid in the hot joint, takin' a pill, and walked the sheriff [G] from Jericho Hill.
He said, Willie Lee, your name is not Jack Frown, you're the dirty hack that shot your woman down.
[C] Yes, oh yes, my name is Willie Lee, if you've got a [G] warrant just read it to me.
Shot her down, cause she made [C] me slow, I thought I was her daddy but she had five more.
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[C] _ _ When I was arrested I was dressed in black, they put me on a train [G] and they took me back.
[Dm] Had [G] no friends for to go my bill, they slapped my daughter carcass in that county jail.
[C] The next morning about a half past nine, I thought a sheriff [G] coming down the line.
He kinda _ coughed as he cleared his [C] throat, he said, come on you dirty hack to the [Gm] district [C] court.
Into the courtroom my trial began, where I was held [G] by twelve honest men.
Just before the jury started out, I saw that dirty judge commence to look about.
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_ _ [C] In about five minutes and walked the man, holding the verdict [G] in his right hand.
The verdict read in the first [C] degree, I hollered, Lordy, [G] Lordy, have mercy on [B] me.
[C] The judge smiled as he picked up his pen, _ ninety-nine years [G] in the Folsom State Pen.
Ninety-nine years underneath that ground, I can't forget the day I shot that bad [D] bitch [B] down.
[C] Come on you gotta [F] listen unto me, [G] lay off that whiskey and quit that [C] cocaine _ _ deed. _
_ _ _ Do it! _ _