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I laid in jail, back turned to the wall I laid in jail, back turned to the wall There's a Georgia woman was the cause of it all I know there was a Georgia woman! They 'rested me, carried me 'fore the judge They 'rested me, they carried me 'fore the judge Said the judge wouldn't 'low me to say a mumbling word That's right! I know they give you a long time too! I asked the judge what might be my fine (rake or pick) I asked the judge what might be my fine (that cycle [?]) Said, 'a pick and shovel, deep down in the mine' Well I told the judge I ain't been here before (well you told him a lie, you know it) I told the judge I ain't been here before (you can't fool him! you can't fool him) If you give me light sentence, I won't come here no more Mister judge, mister judge, please don't break so hard Mister judge, mister judge, please don't break so hard I've always been a poor boy; never had no job That's all I ever called you: poor boy! The next day, they carried this poor boy away The next day, they carried this poor boy away Said the next day, I laid in ball and chain They put stripes on my back, chain found 'round my leg Stripes on my back, chain found 'round my leg This ball and chain 'bout to kill me dead!
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