went off to mumble at his grave his humbling grave thought I would say "hello" maybe stay a while and watch as the roses unfold but the quiet's got me thinking I've nowhere to go
Said "Oh, brother can you hear me none?" Said "Oh, brother where ya gone?"
Oh I went off to see my brother brush the dust off of his grave his weathered grave told him off a dream I'd had how it's cold and broken in my hands these clumsy hands how I'm supposed to be the living but I'm dying instead
oh brother, where you gone it's been a while it's been too long oh brother, meet my son will he be like you? will he be strong?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
