Oh my good good father
Stole my girl, your would be daughter
Will I sing your praise
I know I'm bound to be a slave
Should you keep me in your will
I'll be in hell still
Give me all you own
It's not worth half you stole
Cast away your son
Put me on the run
You turned my babe away
And still you make me say
Oh my good good father
Who stole my girl your would be daughter
If I sing your praise
Death to me all the same
Call me an ingrate
As if blind to my pain
You sit inside your house
Order me around
And I'm left all alone
To grow up without a home
You took my joys away
So listen to me say
Oh my good good father
Who stole my girl your would be daughter
Hear me praise your name
Through bared teeth, oh hear me say