Tell It To The Judge No. 1 by Dessa Foster & Howling Smith

Funny Papa Smith - Tell It to the Judge No. 1; standard tuning, A position, pitched at Bb; Dessa Foster, spoken intro and verses one, three and five, Funny Papa Smith, spoken intro and verses two, four and six.

INTRO (Spoken: Dessa: Who is that knockin' on my door? Funny Papa: Police officer. Open this door 'fore I shoot the knob off. Dessa: Wait man, I'll let you in! Funny Papa: Where that booze at?)

I'm tellin' you this mornin', I'm tired of you searchin' my house

I have a notion this mornin', beatin' you up and throwin' you out

Honey, you can lose your temper, but please don't lose your head

You can lose your temper, mama, but please don't lose your head

I'm gonna search this shack this mornin', come on and hear this search warrant read

The hell with the search warrant, go look and see what you can find

You ain't never found no liquor and you've searched my house two or three times (Spoken:Funny Papa: You got that stuff now.)

Last time I searched this shack, you know I found a half a pint of gin

Last time I searched this shack, I found a half a pint of gin

Now what's the meanin' of all this here liquor, call the wagon 'cause I am going to run you in

Give me a break, don't make me pay no fine

Please give me a break, don't make me pay no fine

That judge'll darn near lynch me, 'cause I been here so many times

You've had lots of breaks but here's what I'm gonna tell you before you go

You've had lots of breaks, Betty, but here's what I'm gonna tell you before you go

You'd better get on your knees and ask for mercy 'cause the judge ain't givin' breaks no more

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Tell It To The Judge No. 1 by Dessa Foster & Howling Smith