Ninety-Nine Year Blues Lyrics – Julius Daniels
Singer: Julius Daniels
Title: Ninety-Nine Year Blues
Bring me my pistol, three rounds of ball
I’m gonna kill everybody whopped the poor boy along
Poor boy along, poor boy along, poor boy along
On a Monday I was arrested, on a Tuesday I was tried
And the judge found me guilty and I hung my head and cried
Lord, and cried, Lord, and cried, Lord, and cried, Lord, and cried
Says, I asked the judge what would be my fine
Says, “A pick and a shovel way down Joe Brown’s coal mine.”
Coal mine, coal mine, coal mine, coal mine, coal mine
“Be light on me, judge, I ain’t been here before
“Give you ninety-nine years, don’t come back here no more.”
No more, no more, no more, no more, my Lord
“Be light on me, judge, ain’t been here before.”
“Give you ninety-nine years, don’t come back here no more.”
No more, no more, no more, my Lord, no more
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