Tell It To The Judge Part 1

(Who is that knockin' on my door?
 Police officer. Open this door 'fore I shoot the knob off
 Wait man, I'll let you in
 Where's that booze at?)
 I'm tellin' you this mornin', I'm tired of you searchin' my house
 I'm tellin' you this mornin', I'm tired of you searchin' my house
 I have a notion this mornin' of beatin' you up and throwin' you out
 You can lose your temper mama, but please don't lose your head
 You can lose your temper mama, but please don't lose your head
 I'm gonna search this shack this mornin',
 come on and hear this search warrant read
 The hell with the search warrant, go look and see what you can find
 The hell with the search warrant, go look and see what you can find
 You ain't never found no liquor and
 you've searched my house two or three times
 Last time I searched this shack, I found a half a pint of gin
 Last time I searched this shack, you know I found a half a pint of gin
 Now what's the meanin' of all this here liquor,
 call the wagon 'cause I'm going to run you in
 Give me a break, don't make me pay no fine
 Please Give me a break, don't make me pay no fine
 That judge'll darn now lynch me, 'cause I been here so many times
 You've had lots of breaks Betty but
 here's what I'm gonna tell you before you go
 You've had lots of breaks Betty but
 here's what I'm gonna tell you before you go
 You'd better get on your knees and ask for
 mercy 'cause the judge ain't givin' breaks no more