Son Of Your Father


Eb 
 
I’ll catch the  
Eb 
tramline in the  
Eb7 
morning
 
With your  
Ab 
leave Van Bushell said
 
He had  
Bb 
further heard the  
Bb7 
cock 
 
crow
 
As he  
Ab 
stumbled out the  
Eb 
shed
 
Then  
Eb7 
blind Joseph came towards him
 
With a  
Ab 
shotgun in his arms
 
He said you’ll  
Bb 
pay me twenty  
Bb7 
dollars
Ab 
Before you leave my  
Eb 
farm
 
Van  
Bb7 
Bushell saw the hook
 
Which re
Ab 
placed Joseph’s  
Eb 
hand
 
He said now  
Eb7 
calm you down my brother
 
Let’s  
Bb7 
discuss this man to man
 
It’s no  
Eb7 
good you getting  
Ab 
angry
 
We must  
Eb 
try to  
Bb/D 
act our  
Cm 
age
Cm7/Bb 
You’re 
 
purs
Ab 
uing your conv
Eb 
ictions
 
Like some  
Bb7 
hermit in a c
Eb 
age
 
You’re the  
Eb 
son of your  
F7 
father
Ab 
Try a little bit  
Eb 
harder
 
Do for me as  
F7 
he would do for  
Bb 
you
 
With  
Eb 
blood and water  
F7 
bricks and mortar
 
He  
Ab 
built for you a  
Eb 
home
 
You’re the  
Eb 
son 
 
 
Bb/D 
of your  
Cm 
fath
Cm7/Bb 
er
 
So  
Ab 
treat me as your  
Eb 
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

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