99 Year Blues

Daniels

Bring me my pistol, three rounds of ball

I'm gonna kill everybody, won't leave this poor boy alone

Poor boy alone, poor boy alone, poor boy alone, poor boy alone

On Monday I arrested, Tuesday I was tried

The jury found me guilty and I hung my head and cried

Head and cried, head and cried, Lord and cried, Lord and cried

Then I asked the judge what would be my fine

Says a pick and a shovel way down Joe Brown's coal mine

Coal mine, coal mine, coal mine, coal mine. (Coal mine...)

Be light on me judge, I ain't been here before

Give me 99 years, don't come back here no more

No more, no more, no more, no more, my Lord

Be light on me judge, I ain't been here before

Give me 99 years, don't come back here no more

No more, no more, my Lord