Three Feet High Reefer

I used to smoke in the morning
A three feet high reefer
I used to smoke in the morning
A three feet high reefer
And all my friends they call me
They call me the Viper

And once the sergeant caught me
With my reefer in my hand
Yeah, once the sergeant caught me
With my reefer in my hand
But please Lord, believe me
I did not kill a man

Cause I don't use
The needle or cocaine
No, I don't use
The needle or cocaine
So please Lord, release me
Cause I am not your man

But the judge told me
It's like booming a bank
Yes, the judge told me
It's like booming a bank
So I said, Lord I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be your man

I rolled my three feet high reefer
And blew the smoke at his head
I rolled my three feet high reefer
And blew the smoke at his head
Cause if I had to go to jail
I'll get him mad in his brain

But the judge shed a big hot tear
On to the window pane
Yes, the judge shed a big hot tear
On to the window pane

Took a one last sniff
And got high up in the air
Took a one last sniff
And got high up in the air