Ed Bell - Bad Boy; Barefoot Bill, vocals, guitar, Spanish tuning, rec. April 20, 1930 in Atlanta, GA.
I been a bad, bad boy, didn't treat nobody right
I been a bad, bad boy, didn't treat nobody right
They want to give me 35 years, some want to turn out my light
Judge, please don't kill me, I won't be bad no more
Judge, please don't kill me, I won't be bad no more
And I will listen to anybody, somethin' I ain't never done before
I'm sittin' here in prison, with my black cap on
Lord, sittin' here in prison, with my black cap on
I want to speak to all you bad fellas, that you are in the wrong
Well, I'm so sorry, it's the day that I were born
Well, I'm so sorry, it's the day that I were born
But God remember, then, even when I'm gone
When they get you in jail with your back turned to the wall
When they get you in jail, your back turned to the wall
I ain't gonna sing no more, baby, that is all