Ninety-Nine Year Blues Lyrics

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

Ninety-Nine Year Blues Q&A

Who wrote Ninety-Nine Year Blues's ?

Ninety-Nine Year Blues was written by Julius Daniels.

When did Julius Daniels release Ninety-Nine Year Blues?

Julius Daniels released Ninety-Nine Year Blues on Sat Jan 01 1927.

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