Viola Lee Blues

The judge he pleaded, the clerk he wrote it The clerk he wrote it down indeed-e The judge decreed it, the clerk he wrote it down If you miss jail sentence, you must be Nashville bound Some got six months, some got one solid Some got one solid year, indeed Lord Some got six months, some got one solid year But me and my buddy, we got lifetime here Fix my supper, mama, let me go to Let me go to bed, indeed Lord Fix my supper, let me go to bed I've been drinking white lightning, and it just gone to my head