son of your father

Lyrics

i'll catch the tramline in the morning, with your leave van bushell said, he had further heard the cock crow, as he stumbled out the shed, then blind joseph came towards him, with a shotgun in his arms, he said you'll pay me twenty dollars, before you leave my farm, van bushell saw the hook, which replaced joseph's hand, he said now calm you down my brother, let's discuss this man to man, it's no good you getting angry, we must try to act our age, you're pursuing your convictions, like some hermit in a cage, you're the son of your father, try a little bit harder, do for me as he would do for you, with blood and water bricks and mortar, he built for you a home, you're the son of your father, 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, 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