Don't blame me 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

Blame the family Blame the bully Blame it on me Maybe he needed to be wanted Maybe she needed to be wanted He wakes up haunted With voices in his head Nobody knows it But today he won't go unnoticed