In my stories I listen well To thinking all that I can It could never happen to me I'm not shooting no deputy Mr. Grand 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 plan for me Well 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 except for three Mr. Grant, Davis and me Don't blame me Don't blame me I swam back down into the plot Davis sent me little rocks Listen people can't you see Mr. Davis shot the deputy Don't blame me Don't blame me Don't blame me
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