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Little Sadie (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Went out last night to take a little round.
I met my little sadie and i brought her down.
I ran right home and i went to bed
With a forty-four smokeless under my head.

I began to think what a deed i’d done,
I grabbed my hat and i began to run.
I made a god run but i ran too slow;
They overtook me down in jericho

Standing on a corner ringin’ my bell,
Up stepped the sheriff from thomasville.
He said "young man is you name brown?
Remember the night you blowed little sadie down."

"oh, yes sir, my name is lee.
I murdered little sadie in the first degree.
First degree and second degree,
If you’ve got any papers will you serve them to me?"

Well they took me down town and they dressed me in black.
They put me on a train and they brought me back.
I had no one for to go my bail;
They crammed me back into the county jail.

The judge and the jury they took their stand.
The judge had the papers in his right hand.
Forty-one days, forty-one nights;
Forty-one years to wear the ball and the stripes.

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Little Sadie (Letra)

Bob Dylan

Bob Dylan

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

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Went out last night, take a little round
Met little sadie and i blowed her down
Then i run right home and went to bed
With a forty-four smokeless under my head

The girls all heard little sadie was dead
They went home to be ragged in red
Come a slippin’ and a slidin’ down the street
In their loose mother hubbards and their stocking feet

Well i began to think what a deed i’d done
Grabbed my hat and i started to run
I made a good run just a little too slow
And they overtook me in jericho

Standing on the corner reading a bill
Up stepped the sheriff of thomasville
Said young man is your name lee brown?
Remember the night you blowed sadie down?

Yes i said my name is lee
I murdered little sadie in a first degree
First degree and a second degree
If ya got any papers, read ‘em to me

Took me downtown, dressed me in black
Put me on a train and send me back
Didn’t have no one to go on my bail
Throw me back in the county jail

Judge and the jury took their stand
Judge had the papers in his hand
Forty-one days and forty-one nights
Forty-one years just to wear them stripes