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12 The lawyer toP Dupree, aYou are a very brave man. But I think that you will go to jail and hang."
13 Dupree's mother said to Betty, "Looky here what you done done— Cause my boy to rob and steal and now he's gonna be hung."
14 So Betty weeped and she moaned till she broke out with sweat, Said, she moaned and she weeped till her clothes got soppin'-wet.
15 Betty brought him coffee, I swear she brought him tea,
She brought him all he needed but that big oP jailhouse key.
16 It was early one mornin' just about the break o' day, They had him testifying and this is what I heard him say.
17 Dupree toP the judge, "I'm not so brave and boP, But all I wanted was Betty's jelly roll."
18 The judge reared back in his great old cheer,
Well, the judge told Dupree, "There ain't no mercy here."
19 "Give pappy my clothes, oh, give poor Betty my shoes,
And if anybody asks you, tell 'em I died with the heartbreakin' blues."
20 So they led him to the scaflFold with a black cap over his face. Some lonesome graveyard's poor Dupree's restin' place.
21 The choir followed behind him singin' "Nearer My Gawd to Thee." Poor Betty she was cryin', "Have mercy on Dupree."
22 Betty said to the hearst driver, "Buddy, drive yo' dead wagon slow, You got my man, and he can't come back no mo'.!'
23 "Sail on, sail on, sail on, Dupree, sail on.
Don't mind you sailin', but you'll be gone so dog-gone long." |
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