Текст песни Hugh Laurie - Send Me to the 'Lectric Chair
All rise!
Judge, your Honour, hear my plea
Before you open up your court
I don't want no sympathy
'Cause I done cut my good man's throat
I caught him with a trifling Jane
I warned him 'bout before
I had my knife and went insane
And the rest you ought to know
Judge, Judge, please Mister Judge,
Judge, Judge, good Mister Judge,
Let me go away from here
I wanna take a journey
To the devil down below
I done killed my man
I wanna reap just what I sow
Judge, Judge, good Mister Judge
Judge, Judge, oh Lordy Judge
I love him so dear
I cut him with my barlow
I kicked him in the side
I stood here laughing o'r him
While he wallowed around and died
Oh Judge, Judge, good Mister Judge
Judge, Judge, sweet Mister Judge
Judge, Judge, good kind Judge
Burn me, I don't care
I don't want no one good mayor
To go my bail
I don't want to spend no
Ninety-nine years here in jail
Oh Judge, Judge, sweet Mister Judge
Judge, Judge, good kind Judge
