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

Dont blame me
Dont 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
Weve 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

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I swear by God it is a plot;
Davis sent me here to rot
Listen people, cant you see
Mr davis shot the deputy

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