1882

Am                      Dm       
    Good morning, young master, 
    F  Am
it's 1882,
                Dm           F    
Your mother, is hungry, what will 
     Am
you do?
Am       C             G        
There is bread, in the kitchen, 
       Bb          Am
of the big house upstairs
                      Dm           
But I warn you, don't take it, from
 F     Am
 them

CHORUS
          C                
You'll be tarred, you'll be 
 G
feathered,
          Bb          Am
you'll be hung like a ham,
                         Dm
and I warn you, don't do it,
Continues after the ad
      F   Am
young man
END CHORS

               Dm
Your mother is calling,
    F                Am
she wants you by the bed,
                 Dm
so get up, young master,
F                 Am
shake your sleepy head,

CHORUS
"Darling son, I am dying,
and I leave it to you,
I'm leavin, tell me what,
did I do"
END CHORUS

Bb                                
Boy, he steals the bread roll, 
                           F
packs it up and heads for the door
Man, he hears him coming, "Boy, you 
won't be runnin' no more"
Boy, he gets arrested, and the case 
is tested that day
Judge he guilty makes him, and the 
jailer takes him away
Good night to the outlaw, but you 
want to be free
Good morning, oh, it's late, too 
late again