LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeSon Of Your Father
Music by Elton JohnLyrics by Bernie TaupinAvailable on the album Tumbleweed ConnectionI'll catch the tramline in the morningWith your leave Van Bushell saidHe had further heard the cock crowAs he stumbled out the shedThen blind Joseph came towards himWith a shotgun in his armsHe said you'll pay me twenty dollarsBefore you leave my farmVan Bushell saw the hookWhich replaced Joseph's handHe said now calm you down my brotherLet's discuss this man to manIt's no good you getting angryWe must try to act our ageYou're pursuing your convictionsLike some hermit in a cageYou're the son of your fatherTry a little bit harderDo for me as he would do for youWith blood and water bricks and mortarHe built for you a homeYou're the son of your fatherSo treat me as your ownWell slowly Joseph well he lowered the rifleAnd he emptied out the shellsVan Bushell he came towards himHe shook his arm and wished him wellHe said now hey blind man that is fineBut I sure can't waste my timeSo move aside and let me go my wayI've got a train to rideWell Joseph turned aroundHis grin was now a frownHe said let me just refresh your mindYour manners boy seem hard to findWell there's two men lying dead as nailsOn an East Virginia farmFor charity's an argumentThat only leads to harmSo be careful when they're kind to youDon't you end up in the dirtJust remember what I'm saying to youAnd you likely won't get hurt
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