1882

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[Verse 1]
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Good morning, young master, it's 1882
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Your mother is hungry, what will you do?
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There is bread in the kitchen of the big house upstairs
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But I warn you, don't take it from them
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You'll be tarred, you'll be feathered, you'll be hung like a ham
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And I warn you, don't do it, young man

[Interlude]
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[Verse 2]
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Your mother is calling, she wants you by the bed
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So get ready, young master, well, go shake your sleepy head
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"Darling son, I am dying, and I leave it to you
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As I'm leaving, tell me, what did I do?"
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I'm dying, tell me, what did I do?"

[Bridge]
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Boy steals the bread, now that's enough, and heads for the door
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Man sees him coming, "Boy, you won't be running no more"
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Boy gets arrested and the case is tested that day
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Judge finds him guilty and the jailer takes him away

[Solo]
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[Verse 3]
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Good morning, young master, it’s twenty-five to nine
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They’ll be coming to get you, well, in twenty minutes time
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You’ll be drawn, you’ll be quartered, you'll be hung like a ham
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And I warn you, get ready, young man
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Said the boy, “I am dying and I leave it to you
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As I’m leaving, tell me what did I do?
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As I’m dying, tell me what ... did I do?”
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