Good morning, young master, it's 1882
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Your mother is hungry, what will you do?
There is bread in the kitchen of the big house upstairs
But I warn you, don't take it from them
You'll be tarred, you'll be feathered, you'll be hung like a ham
And I warn you, don't do it, young man
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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
"Darling son, I am dying, and I leave it to you
As I'm leaving, tell me, what did I do?"
(instrumental)
I'm dying, tell me, what did I do?"
Boy steals the bread, now that's enough, and heads for the door
Man sees him coming, "Boy, you won't be running no more"
Boy gets arrested and the case is tested that day
Judge finds him guilty and the jailer takes him away
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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
You’ll be drawn, you’ll be quartered, you'll be hung like a ham
And I warn you, get ready, young man
Said the boy, “I am dying and I leave it to you
As I’m leaving, tell me what did I do?
As I’m dying, tell me what did I do?”
(ritardando)