Oh Brother
Another man done gone.
Another man done gone, from the county farm.
Another man done gone.
I didn't know his name.
I didn't know his name, I didn't know his name.
I didn't know his name.
He had a long chain on.
He had a long chain on, he had a long chain on.
He had a long chain on.
He killed another man.
He killed another man, he killed another man.
He killed another man.
Oh, to them you're just a number;
to me you're still a friend.
But i'm waiting for the thunder,
when lightning strikes again.
Yes, to them you're just a figure,
but I remember your name.
Now you've gone and got your haircut;
all your new friends look the same.
Oh, to them you're just a weapon,
just some finger on a gun.
To go fight for our country,
for some new war to be won.
For the old world to be new,
To be ours, to be run.
Oh, to be or not to be;
you're just another man done gone.
Another man done gone.
Another man done gone, from the county farm.
Another man done gone.
I didn't know his name.
I didn't know his name, I didn't know his name.
I didn't know his name.
Oh, I know I ain't your keeper,
and I know that time's been hard;
But I'm frightened that you'll come home
in a box and from afar.
Dressed with a flag, pinned with a star.
They'll make you into a martyr,
and lay your grave with flowers.
Yeah, you fought so well and bravely,
just to keep some ... in power.
Just some bully, up in his tower.
Another man done gone, from the county farm.
Another man done gone.
I didn't know his name.
I didn't know his name, I didn't know his name.
I didn't know his name.
He had a long chain on.
He had a long chain on, he had a long chain on.
He had a long chain on.
He killed another man.
He killed another man, he killed another man.
He killed another man.
Oh, to them you're just a number;
to me you're still a friend.
But i'm waiting for the thunder,
when lightning strikes again.
Yes, to them you're just a figure,
but I remember your name.
Now you've gone and got your haircut;
all your new friends look the same.
Oh, to them you're just a weapon,
just some finger on a gun.
To go fight for our country,
for some new war to be won.
For the old world to be new,
To be ours, to be run.
Oh, to be or not to be;
you're just another man done gone.
Another man done gone.
Another man done gone, from the county farm.
Another man done gone.
I didn't know his name.
I didn't know his name, I didn't know his name.
I didn't know his name.
Oh, I know I ain't your keeper,
and I know that time's been hard;
But I'm frightened that you'll come home
in a box and from afar.
Dressed with a flag, pinned with a star.
They'll make you into a martyr,
and lay your grave with flowers.
Yeah, you fought so well and bravely,
just to keep some ... in power.
Just some bully, up in his tower.
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Writer(s): Masoud Hasounizadeh, Charlie Dickens
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