Good Morning Judge - Wynonie Harris
Written by：Louis Innis/Wynonie Harris
The other night I took a ride with little ol'Lucy Brown
We went to all the honky tonks we really got around
She's five foot two with eyes of blue and pretty as a queen
I didn't know her pop was a city cop and she was just fifteen
Good morning Judge
Why do you look so mean sir
And Mr Judge what can the charges be
If there's been trouble I will plead not guilty
It must be someone else
You know it can't be me
I filed my income tax return thought I'd saved some dough
I cheated just a little bit I knew they'd never know
I got some money back this year like I always do
They'll have to catch me before I pay Internal Revenue
Good morning Judge
Why do you look so mean sir
And Mr Judge what can the charges be
If there's been trouble I will plead not guilty
It must be someone else
You know it can't be me
My wife and I we separated just the other day
Last thing that she said to me was Brother you will pay
She said I'll pay her every week I better never fail
I said before I send you a dime I'll die right here in jail
Good morning Judge
Why do you look so mean sir
And Mr Judge what can the charges be
If there's been trouble I will plead not guilty
It must be someone else
You know it can't be me