| Oh brother oh brother oh brother of mine
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| I’m writing you a letter it’s been a long time
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| Tell mama that I love her tell her everything’s fine
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| Oh brother oh brother oh brother of mine
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| My daddy lived by the gun and his daddy did to
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| Back when serving your country wasn’t up to you
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| He said «some were born to talk boy and some were born to shoot»
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| My daddy lived by the gun and his daddy did too
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| So I got my daddy’s name stitched crossed my chest
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| And now I can drop a man from about two clicks
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| I wonder if he’s proud of me yet
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| I’ve got my daddy’s name stitched crossed my chest
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| And now my hands are tired and my feet are sore
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| And I’m sick of dodging bullets for another mans war
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| I’ve lost all sight of what I’m fighting for
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| My hands are tired and my feet are sore
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| Cause I’ve been fighting for an answer that’s long been lost
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| Did God walk through the desert or die on the cross?
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| These Stars and Stripes my albatross
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| I’ve been fighting for an answer that’s long been lost.
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| So I got my rifle steady and my aim is true
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| No matter what side I pledge allegiance to.
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| I’m just doing the job I get paid to do
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| I got my rifle steady and my aim is true.
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| Because my momma did her best to raise me well
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| She taught me bout heaven and she taught me bouta hell
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| Now where I’ll end up man it’s hard to tell
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| My momma did her best to raise me well.
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| But war can bring out the worst in a man
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| When your country’s got your heart and the Devils got your hands
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| It’ll make you do things you never had planned
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| A war can bring out the worst in a man.
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| Oh brother oh brother oh brother of mine
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| If you’re reading this letter it’s the end of the line
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| I ran outta luck, I ran outta time.
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| Oh brother oh brother oh brother of mine |