Oh Brother, oh Brother, oh Brother of mine I'm writin' you a letter, it's been a long time Tell Mama that I love her, tell her everything's fine Oh Brother, oh Brother, oh Brother of mine
My daddy lived by the gun and his daddy did too Back when servin' your country wasn't up to you He said some were born to talk, boy, and some were born to shoot My daddy lived by the gun and his daddy did too
So I got my daddy's name stitched across my chest And now I can drop a man from about two clicks I wonder if he's proud of me yet I've got my daddy's name stitched across my chest
Now my hands are tired and my feet are sore And I'm sick of dodgin' bullets for another man's war I've lost all sight of what I'm fightin' for My hands are tired and my feet are sore
'Cause I've been fightin' for an answer that's long been lost Did God walk through the desert or die on a cross? These stars and stripes my albatross I've been fightin' for an answer that's long been lost
So I got my rifle steady and my aim is true No matter what side I pledge allegiance to I'm just doin the job I get paid to do I got my rifle steady and my aim is true
Because my momma did her best to raise me well She taught me 'bout heaven and she taught me 'bout hell Now where I'll end up, man it's hard to tell Momma did her best to raise me well
The war can bring out the worst in a man When you country's got your heart and the devil's got your hand It'll make you do things you never had planned War can bring out the worst in a man
Oh Brother, oh Brother, oh Brother of mine If you're reading this letter it's the end of the line I ran out of luck, I ran out of time Oh Brother, oh Brother, oh Brother of mineTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
