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

Don't blame me

Don't blame 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

Don't blame me

Don't blame me

Don't blame me

Don't blame me

Don't blame-