Bad Boy by Barefoot Bill From Alabama

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

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

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

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