Whiskey Blues

Early one morning as I was making my rounds
I got drunk on whisky and I shot my woman down
Shot her down and then went back to bed
And I hid that lovin' 44. beneath my bed

Got up next mornin', had a good snort of rum
Washed it down with a whisky and away I run
I run so fast but I run too slow
They overtook me way down south in Bendigo

Standing in a bar-room a-drinkin' my fill
When in walked two mounties from broken hill
They said, 'Willie Lee', your name is not 'Slim Brown, '
Why you're the dirty dog that shot your woman down

Yessir oh yessir, my name is Willie Lee
And if you've got a warrant, you can read it to me
I shot her dead because she made me sore
She said I was her daddy but she had five more

Then I was arrested and dressed me in black
Put me on the train to carry me back
I had no-one left to go my bail
They threw my dried-up carcase in the county jail

Early next morning, 'bout a quarter to nine
I spied the sheriff comin' down the line
He coughed and coughed until he cleared his throat
Com'on you dirty dog, into that court you go

In about five minutes in walked a man
Holding the verdict in his right hand
The verdict read in the first degree
Oh, lordy lordy lordy, have-a mercy on me

Ninety-nine years underneath the ground
I'll ne'er forget the day I shot my woman down
So come on you fellas, and listen to me
Lay off-a that whisky, and let those women be