County Jail Blues

Come on all you people hear me tell my sad tale
 Come on all you people hear me tell my sad tale
 I'm through with all of my worries, and I don't even want no bail
 I killed my woman, I'm in a hurry, I'm going to the county jail
 Judge here I am this mornin' and here's my Forty-five
 Judge here I am this mornin' and here's my Forty-five
 Here I am, Judge, this mornin' and here is my Forty-five
 I shot my woman on the other corner and I don't know whether she's dead or alive
 Now don't ask me no questions, Judge about how our troubles begin
 Now don't ask me no questions, Judge about how our troubles begin
 Judge don't ask me no questions 'bout how our trouble begin
 Just have it printed in you paper, little trouble 'tween women and men
 Oh Lord I heard that old judge say ninety-nine
 Oh Lord I heard that old judge say ninety-nine
 Oh Lord I heard that old judge say ninety-nine
 And it's one thing I wish I had this mornin' and that's that Forty-five of mine
 Well I'm gonna lay down in jail like I used to lay down way out on Calumet
 Well I'm gonna lay down in jail like I used to lay down way out on Calumet
 I'm gonna lay down like I used to lay down way out on Calumet
 Maybe good luck to you 'cause I haven't forgot you yet