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Oh brother of mine, because my momma did her best to raise me well Brother,, she taught me bout heaven and she taught me bout hell
My hands are tired and my feet are sore, and now i can drop a man from about two clicks, i m just doin the job i get paid to do
I ran out of luck, i ran out of time
these stars and stripes my albatross
My daddy lived by the gun and his daddy did too, and some were born to shoot
so i got my daddy s name stitched across my chest
The war can bring out the worst in a man, back when servin your country wasn t up to you
oh brother of mine
It s been a long time, war can bring out the worst in a man American, oh brother of mine
War can bring out the worst in a man, oh brother of mine
Because my momma did her best to raise me well, man it s hard to tell, so i got my rifle steady and my aim is true
I ve got my daddy s name stitched across my chest, i ran out of time, momma did her best to raise me well
Because my momma did her best to raise me well, now where i ll end up Brother,, no matter what side i pledge allegiance to
Oh brother of mine, now where i ll end up, i ve lost all sight of what i m fightin for
Did god walk through the desert or die on a cross, tell mama that i love her, so i got my daddy s name stitched across my chest
Oh brother of mine, man it s hard to tell
so i got my rifle steady and my aim is true
did god walk through the desert or die on a cross
And i m sick of dodgin bullets for another man s war, so i got my rifle steady and my aim is true American, and now i can drop a man from about two clicks
I ve got my daddy s name stitched across my chest, momma did her best to raise me well Brother,, oh brother of mine
I m writin you a letter, he said some were born to talk, i ve got my daddy s name stitched across my chest
oh brother of mine
Cause i ve been fightin for an answer that s long been lost, when you country s got your heart and the devil s got your hand
I ran out of luck, so i got my daddy s name stitched across my chest
Cause i ve been fightin for an answer that s long been lost, my hands are tired and my feet are sore
Cause i ve been fightin for an answer that s long been lost, she taught me bout heaven and she taught me bout hell
I wonder if he s proud of me yet, oh brother of mine, when you country s got your heart and the devil s got your hand