EbEb7
I'll catch the tramline in the morning
Ab
With your leave Van Bushell said
BbBb7
He had further heard the cock crow
AbEb
As he stumbled out the shed
Eb7
Then blind Joseph came towards him
Ab
With a shotgun in his arms
BbBb7
He said you'll pay me twenty dollars
AbEb
Before you leave my farm
Bb7
Van Bushell saw the hook
AbEb
Which replaced Joseph's hand
Eb7Ab
He said now calm you down my brother
Bb7Eb
Let's discuss this man to man
Eb7Ab
It's no good you getting angry
EbBb/DCm
We must try to act our age
Cm7/BbAbEb
You're pursuing your convictions
AbEb
Like some hermit in a cage
EbF7
You're the son of your father
AbEb
Try a little bit harder
F7Bb
Do for me as he would do for you
EbF7
With blood and water bricks and mortar
AbEb
He built for you a home
EbBb/DCmCm7/Bb
You're the son of your father
AbEb
So treat me as your own
Well slowly Joseph well he lowered the rifle
And he emptied out the shells
Van Bushell he came towards him
He shook his arm and wished him well
He said now hey blind man that is fine
But I sure can't waste my time
So move aside and let me go my way
I've got a train to ride
Well Joseph turned around
His grin was now a frown
He said let me just refresh your mind
Your manners boy seem hard to find
You're the son of your father...
Well there's two men lying dead as nails
On an East Virginia farm
For charity's an argument
That only leads to harm
So be careful when they're kind to you
Don't you end up in the dirt
Just remember what I'm saying to you
And you likely won't get hurt
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.