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Sing Sing Prison Blues

Bessie Smith
Language: English



Gonna journey up the Hudson‎
goin' on a lonesome trail
Gonna journey up the Hudson,‎
goin' on a lonesome trail
They can put me in the Death House
or keep me in Sing Sing jail

I wrote in, asked the warder
‎“Why they call the jail Sing Sing?"‎
I wrote in, asked the warder
‎“Why they call the jail Sing Sing?"‎
He said, “Stand here by this rock pile ‎
and listen to them hammering”‎

The jury's in the courthouse
papers sellin' for fifty cents
The jury's in the courthouse
papers sellin' for fifty cents
All the juries tryin' to jail me
my lawyer pleadin' self defence.‎

The judge says, “Listen Bessie
tell me why you killed your man”‎
The judge says, “Listen Bessie
tell me why you killed your man”‎
I said, “Judge, you ain't no woman ‎
and you can't understand”‎

‎“You can send me up the river
or send me to that mean old jail
You can send me up the river
or send me to that mean old jail,‎
I killed my man ‎
and I don't need no bail”‎


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