Don't Blame Me

Hear my story and listen well;

Truth is in all that I tell

It could never have been me

I did not shoot no deputy

Mr Grant the deputy

Friend to my whole family

He always tell me when John Brown

Was getting ready to come around

Don't blame me

Don't blame me

I hide it all except a few seeds

And make him think I plant for me

When Mr Grant and I know all the while

We've got enough for the whole island

Three years now we sell it in town

Under the bucket that goes down

No one knew of it but three:

Mr Grant Davis and me

I swear by God it is a plot;

Davis sent me here to rot

Listen people can't you see

Mr Davis shot the deputy