Send Me To The 'Lectric Chair

(album: Dinah Sings Bessie Smith - 1958)

Judge your honor, hear my plead, before you open up your court
I don't want no sympathy, 'cause I just cut my good man's throat

I caught him with a trifling Jane, I warned him once before
I had my knife and I went insane, and the rest you ought to know, hmm

Judge, judge, please Mr. Judge, send me to the 'lectric chair
Judge, judge, good Mr. Judge, let me go away from here

I wanna take a journey, to the devil down below
I killed my man, I wanna reap what I sow

So judge, judge, Lordy Mr. Judge, send me to the 'lectric chair
Judge, judge, please hear me judge, send me to the 'lectric chair
Judge, Judge, send me there judge, 'cause I loved him so dear

Well, I cut him with my barlow, I kicked him in the side
Stood and laughed and walloped while he died

So judge, judge, Lordy Mr. Judge, send me to the 'lectric chair
Judge, judge, good kind judge, send me to the 'lectric chair
Judge, judge, please judge, burn me 'cause I don't care

I don't want no bondsman, to go my bail
I don't want to spend no, ninety-nine years in jail

So judge, judge, good kind judge, send me
Send me to the 'lectric chair