He said judge your honor
Hear my plea
Before you open up your court
I don't crave no sympathy
For what I have to report
I caught her with a gambling Joe
I had warned her about once before
I pulled my knife, and I went insane
The rest you already know
He said judge, judge, good kind judge
Send me to the ‘lectric chair
He said judge, judge, hear me judge
I want to get out of here
I want to take a journey to the devil down below
I sliced up my sweet petootie
I gotta reap just what I sow
So judge, judge, hear me judge
And send me to the ‘lectric chair
[Instrumental Interlude]
He said judge, oh listen to me judge
Please now send me to the ‘lectric chair
He said judge, your honor, mister, sir
I love that girl so dear
I don't want no bondsman to go my bail
And I don't want to spend no ninety-nine years
Stuck in your stinking jail
Judge, judge, hear me judge
Oh send me to the ‘lectric chair
[Instrumental Interlude]
He said judge, aw judge, Mister Sirica please
Send me to the ‘lectric chair
Aw judge, now judge, meister judge
Burn me cause I don't care
First I cut her with my Barlow
And then I kinda kicked her in the side
And then I stood there laughing on her
While she buckled up and died
So judge, judge, hear me judge
And send me to the ‘lectric chair
[Instrumental Outro]
Send Me To The ’Lectric Chair was written by George Brooks.
Send Me To The ’Lectric Chair was produced by David Bromberg.