Don`t Blame Me

by Eric Clapton and George Terry 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. Chorus 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. Chorus Chorus