Little Sadie By Crooked Still taby ukulele według (empty)

[Intro]
N.C.
Went out one night to make a little round
N.C.
I met Little Sadie and I shot her down
N.C.
Went back home, jumped into bed
N.C.
44 pistol under my head
Bm E Bm E

[Verse 1]
    Bm                          E
I woke up in the morning about half past nine
     A                      F#m
The hacks and the buggies standing in line
 Bm                 E
Gents and gamblers standing around
 A             F#m          D             Bm E
Taking little Sadie to her burying ground

   Bm                       E
I began to think of what a deed I'd done
    A                F#m
I grabbed my hat and away I did run
 Bm                    E
Made a good run, just a little too slow
     A      F#m      D
They overtook me in Jericho
Bm E G A

[Verse 2]
  Bm                      E
Standing on the corner a reading a bill
       A
And up stepped the sheriff 
     F#m
from Thomasville
 Bm                E
He said miss is your name Brown
 A           F#m         D             Bm E
Remember the night you shot Sadie down

         Bm                   E
I said oh yes sir but my name is Lee
       A                           F#m
And I murdered little Sadie in the first  degree
 Bm                E
First degree and second degree
 A             F#m       D             Bm E
Got any papers will you read 'em to me

         Bm                    E
So they took me downtown and dressed me in black
 A                     F#m
Put me on a train and started me back
 Bm                       E
All the way back to the Thomasville jail
 A      F#m         D          Bm E Bm E
Had no money for to go my bail

[Solo]
Bm E G E A 
Bm A F#m D
Bm A F#m D
Bm E

[Verse 3]
    Bm                       E
The judge and the jury they took their stand
     A                      F#m
The judge had the papers in his right hand
Bm                E
Forty one days, forty one nights
 A           F#m
Forty one years 
             D            Bm E
to wear the ball and stripes

[Outro]
 Bm                    E
Went out one night to make a little round
   A                     F#m
I met Little Sadie and I shot her down
Bm               E
Went back home, jumped into bed
 A          D        Bm A F#m D
44 pistol under my head
Bm A F#m D
D E Bm