1882 Lyrics - Paul Mccartney & Wings

Good morning, young master, it's 1882 

Your mother is hungry, what will you do? 

There is bread in the kitchen of the big house upstairs 

But I warn you, don't take it from them 

Na na na na, du du, du du, na na du 

You'll be tarred, you'll be feathered, you'll be hung like a ham 

And I warn you, don't do it, young man 

Your mother is calling, she wants you by the bed 

So get up, young master, go shake your sleepy head 

"Darling son, I am dying, and I leave it to you 

I'm leaving, tell me, what did I do? " 

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Du du du, du du du, du du du, du du du 

I'm dying, tell me, what did I do? " 

Boy, he steals the bread, now that's enough, and heads for the door 

Man, he hears him coming, "Boy, you won't be running no more" 

Boy, he gets arrested and the case is tested that day 

Judge, he guilty makes him and the jailer takes him away 

Du du du du, du du du du du, du du du du 

Du du du du, du du du, du du du du du du 

Good night to the outlaw, but you want to be free 

Good morning, oh, it's late, too late again