Wings - 1882

Good ^Ammorning, young ^Dmmaster, it's ^Am1882 Your mother is ^Dmhungry, what ^Amwill you do? There is ^Cbread in the ^Gkitchen of the ^A#big house ups^Amtairs But I warn you, don't ^Dmtake it from ^Amthem You'll be ^Ctarred, you'll be ^Gfeathered, you'll be ^A#hung like a ^Amham And I warn you, don't ^Dmdo it, young ^Amman

Your ^Ammother is ca^Dmlling, she ^Amwants you by the bed So get up, young ^Dmmaster, go s^Amhake your sleepy head "Darling ^Cson, I am ^Gdying, and I ^A#leave it to ^Amyou I'm leaving, tell ^Dmme, what did I ^Amdo?" ^{C G A# Am} I'm dying, tell me, ^Dmwhat did I ^Amdo?"

^FBoy, he steals the bread, now that's enough, and heads for the ^Amdoor ^FMan, he hears him coming, "Boy, you won't be running no ^Ammore" ^A#Boy, he gets arrested and the case is tested that ^Fday ^A#Judge, he guilty makes him and the ^Fjailer takes him a^Cway

Good ^Ammorning, young ^Dmmaster, it’s ^Amtwenty-five to nine They’ll be coming to ^Dmget you, well, in ^Amtwenty minutes time You’ll be ^Cdrawn, you’ll be ^Gquartered, you'll be ^A#hung like a ^Amham And I warn you, get ^Dmready, young ^Amman Said the ^Cboy, “I am ^Gdying and I ^A#leave it to ^Amyou As I’m leaving, tell me ^Dmwhat did I ^Amdo? As I’m dying, tell me ^Dmwhat did I ^Amdo?”