I was standing in a crap game doing no harm, Baby!
When a Copper grabb'd me by my arm, Honey!
Took me down to the jail house door,
Place I never had been before,
I was run in.

No more will I buy my sweet thing pork chops!
And hear her lily lips go flip-flap!
The reason I'm in truble about my sweet thing
Is because this song to me she did sing.
Good bye, my Honey, if you call it gone, Darling!
Good bye, my Honey, if you call it gone, Darling!
Good bye, my Honey, if you call it gone ,
You've been a good wagon, but you done broke down, Bye Bye.

The Judge asked me what had I done, Baby!
Said standing in a crap game getting my gun, Hot Stuff!
The Judge and Jury said to me
You have kill'd three Niggers in the first degree,
No bail.