Peace
Our little boy Johnny grew up
Nearly a man when in times of war he did some really mean things
Outside the window rain is pouring down
On the wall a picture of our famlily hanging by a string
I never saw it coming, all the pain that he caused
Dressed in a uniform, most dangerous man 'round
They turn away and watch me from the corner of their eyes
Whisper prison ain't enough, his evil's too profound
Still, Two years after peace
I forgive
Try to live
Two years after peace
Johnnys little brother was only fifteen
Joe worked his hands to blood digging this hard land
His comrades had surrendered so Johnny ran away
For the things that he'd done he knew he was damned
The posse couldn't find him and took our little Joe
He begged for mercy as they pulled him thru the mud
With a bullet in his stomach he died out in the fields
But the man with a smoking gun can't and kill my love
Two years after peace
I forgive
Try to live
Two years after peace
Judge, I don't defend the things that Johnny did
We're poor and have no protection
Have you turned any stones to find the men who killed my innocent son?
Isn't the death of one of our boys enough to spare the the living one?
The weight of the people, the weight of the sentence
The weight of the waiting, the weight of your concience
Two years after peace
I forgive
Try to live
Two years after peace
Two years after peace
I forgive
Try to live
Two years after peace
Nearly a man when in times of war he did some really mean things
Outside the window rain is pouring down
On the wall a picture of our famlily hanging by a string
I never saw it coming, all the pain that he caused
Dressed in a uniform, most dangerous man 'round
They turn away and watch me from the corner of their eyes
Whisper prison ain't enough, his evil's too profound
Still, Two years after peace
I forgive
Try to live
Two years after peace
Johnnys little brother was only fifteen
Joe worked his hands to blood digging this hard land
His comrades had surrendered so Johnny ran away
For the things that he'd done he knew he was damned
The posse couldn't find him and took our little Joe
He begged for mercy as they pulled him thru the mud
With a bullet in his stomach he died out in the fields
But the man with a smoking gun can't and kill my love
Two years after peace
I forgive
Try to live
Two years after peace
Judge, I don't defend the things that Johnny did
We're poor and have no protection
Have you turned any stones to find the men who killed my innocent son?
Isn't the death of one of our boys enough to spare the the living one?
The weight of the people, the weight of the sentence
The weight of the waiting, the weight of your concience
Two years after peace
I forgive
Try to live
Two years after peace
Two years after peace
I forgive
Try to live
Two years after peace
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Writer(s): åsmund Kværnstrøm
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