Текст песни In Search of Little Sadie - Remastered - Bob Dylan

Went out last night just to take a little round
I met my little Sadie and I brought her down
I run right home and I went to bed
With a .44 smokeless under my head

I began to think what a deed I done
I grabbed my hat and I began to run
I made a good run but I run too slow
They overtook me down in Jericho

Standing on the corner as he's ringin' my bell
Up stepped the sheriff from Thomasville
He says, "Young man, is you name Brown?
Remember you blowed little Sadie down?"

"Oh, yes, sir, my name is Lee
I murdered little Sadie in first degree
First degree and second degree
If you've got any papers, will you serve them to me?"

Well, they took me downtown and they dressed me in black
They put me on a train and they sent me back
I had no one for to go my bail
They crammed me back into the county jail
Oh, yes, they did

Now the judge and the jury, they took their stand
The judge had the papers in his right hand
41 days, 41 nights
41 years to wear the ball and the stripes
Oh, no!

Went out last night to take a little round
I met little Sadie and I blowed her down
I run right home and I went to bed
A .44 smokeless under my head