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Beat my way to Georgia,
Landed in a gamblin' town, Got myself into trouble,
And shot a county sheriff down.
The jury read the verdict,
Murder in the first degree, The judge said take this prisoner
To the pen-i-ten-tia-ry. They put the handcuffs on me,
Put me on a Pullman train, Took me to Atlanta,
And tied me with a ball and chain.
Left my gal in the mountains,
Left her waiting all alone. Last night I dreamed I got a letter
Say in' "Baby, won't you come home?" She said she was lonely,
Told me that her love was true. Then I dreamed I wrote a letter
Sayin' "I'm a-comin' back to you."
Then I woke up this mornm'
Lay in* in Atlanta jail. No one here to love me,
No one to go my bail. The prison bars all around me,
A guard walkin' by the door. My heart is sad and lonely,
'Cause I'll never seen my gal no more. |
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