Send Me To The 'Lectric Chair by Bessie Smith

Judge you wanna hear my plea
Before you open up your court
But I don't want no sympathy
'Cause I done cut my good man's throat

I caught him with a trifling Jane
I warned him 'bout before
I had my knife and went insane
And the rest you ought to know

Judge, judge, please Mr. Judge
Send me to the 'lectric chair
Judge, judge, good Mr. Judge
Let me go away from here

I wanna take a journey
To the devil down below
I done killed my man
I wanna reap just what I sow

Oh, judge, judge, lordy, lordy judge
Send me to the 'lectric chair
Judge, judge, hear me judge
Send me to the 'lectric chair

Judge, judge, hear me judge
I love him so dear

I cut him with my barlow
I kicked him in the side
I stood here laughing o'r him
While he wallowed around and died

Oh, judge, judge, lordy judge
Send me to the 'lectric chair
Judge, judge, sweet Mr. Judge
Send me to the 'lectric chair

Judge, judge, good kind judge
Burn me 'cause I don't care

I don't want no [Incomprehensible]
To go my bail
I don't want to spend no
Ninety-nine years in jail

So judge, judge, good kind judge
Send me to the 'lectric chair

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