He was my brother Five years older than I He was my brother Twenty-three years old the day he died
Freedom writer They cursed my brother to his face Go home outsider This towns gonna be your buryin place
He was singin on his knees An angry mob trailed along They shot my brother dead Because he hated what was wrong
He was my brother Tears cant bring him back to me He was my brother And he died so his brothers could be free
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