The morning mist is burning slow Blood on sons and brothers gonna flow Tomorrow will I live, I just don't know Morning comes we march again Into the fields of the killing man Don't know where I'm going Or just where I been
At times I feel so alone Hope to find my way back home Mama I done asked the Lord He told me, Son, I just don't know...
Harvester of pain I ain't the one to blame Harvester of pain Caught between the blue and the gray
Mama I done killed a man Was told he wasn't part of the plan Don't worry none I be getting by best that I can Every day's a living hell The reaper be weaving his spell Sergeant take me aside Tell me son, Peace ain't what we're here to sell...
At times I feel so alone Hope to find my way back home Mama I done asked the Lord He told me, Son, I just don't know...
Harvester of pain I ain't the one to blame Harvester of pain Caught between the blue and the gray Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
