Early one morning I was making my rounds
I took a hit of cocaine and I shot my woman down
I shot her down 'cause she made me slow
I thought I was her daddy but
She had five more
I had the cocaine blues
I was high
I was low
I headed south to Mexico
My mouth was dry
My hands were wet
They stopped me at the border, said
"dont you take another step"
I had the cocaine blues
I was arrested and brought to trial
the prosecutor wore a great big smile
Judge looked at the jury
Jury looked at me
Guilty, Guilty
in the first degree
I had the cocaine blues
When they strap me down
in that chair
I tell you people I
will not care
I shot the bitch down
yah that a fact
But if I could
I surely would
want my cocaine back
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