Brother on brother Lying in the fields Only the Devil is keepin’ score Your blonde haired boys are scattered long these hills Picked clean like cotton in a rich man’s war Lay down your holy irons Lay down your guns and shining bayonets Lay down your holy irons It’s gonna’ be a job to raise the dead Got no mansion on the yonder mount No plantation pillars all in white Just a Southern boy behind a plough Swept up like nothin’ In a poor man’s fight Lay down your holy irons Lay down your guns and shining bayonets Lay down your holy irons It’s gonna’ be a job to raise the dead Farewell Cordelia Let me hold ya close So I can remember how it feels If a bullet brings me down Before I make it home You know that I’ll be dreamin’ of you still Yes I will… Little soldiers all in blue and grey Every one of us a’ bleedin’ red And when this broken body falls away We’ll all lie down in the same earthen bed Lay down your holy irons Lay down your guns and shining bayonets Lay down your holy irons It’s gonna’ be a job to raise the dead Lay down your holy irons Lay down your guns and shining bayonets The broken hearted Lord can only wring his hands It’s gonna’ be a job to raise the dead
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